DESERT MEMORIAL BRAD G. GARBER
Gather around and hold hands
or don’t. I won’t care, really
but I hope you read the invitation
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AT POMONA SCHOOL BY MICHAEL JACK O’BRIEN
for homework
neighborhood kids
pulled out kitchen chairs
in the dirt front yard
of our duplex
A MANHATTAN CHRISTMAS CAROL BY BOBBIE WAYNE
“In a one… horse… o…pen…,” we carolers sang in harmony. With the slightest trace of a smile as he passed us, the officer reached the door at the other end of the car, yanked it open and just before exiting announced, “No candles” over the train’s din.
Read MoreAHOY! BY W.M. RIVERA
Proclaim, ‘To Hell with
Eternity,” and sail endlessly away!
ATMOSPHERIC RIVER BY JEANINE STEVENS
The creeping thyme exudes the fragrance
of English summers.
Whose gentle step crushed
this herb to give off such perfume:
the twin skunks who dance
in our moonlight,
the raccoon heading to the fish pond?
ON AN OVERCAST MORNING I… BY MICHAEL JACK O’BRIEN
so is courage stoked by
fire at one’s core?
CONJURER BY ANN HOWELLS
He steps to the podium—
special appearance for those
who’ve stayed late—
CANOE BY KARINA LUTZ
“Drive all blames into one.”
“Don’t be so predictable.”
—Tibetan Buddhist lojong precepts
PRAYERS BY VALERIA KOGAN
Under the table my nails press
half-moon kisses into each palm –
a prayer for strength, for strength
THE DARKEST MATTER BY W.M. RIVERA
Black holes confirm the invisible out there.
Is anyone prepared for encounters with nothing?
EMBERS THAT LINGER SO BY PETE PETERSON
“The worst that can happen is they kill us,” Elva says. That ain’t my hope, but folks do bad things when hard times hit, and these boys know hard times.
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