FOREST OF LILACS BY HILARY LEATHEM
Chains rattle,
The cobra slides through
The smoke
That screens the trapdoor
That leads
To the parallel universe.
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VORTEX BY PIERRE SOTÉR
What did I really do, so bad, so wrong,
to be divinely shown the gates of hell?
If I must, I will learn Lords prayer song
I MUST GO BY JAMES COX
Driving east in the morning sun,
the glare on glass and in the air,
a wall of white I can’t see through,
reality obscured.
AUTUMN INFERRED BY JEANINE STEVENS
Wild black promontories of the coast extend their savage
silhouettes. When for faded joys my heaving breast throbs
with vain pangs, here will I love to rest.
Fear By Kelly Williams
Fear lurks in the closets of my mind
Fear burns away pieces of my soul
Fear robs me of my sanity
And it keeps me from being whole
SEAWEED BY ANNE DRURY
Look, I am the most beautiful part of this fringe
at the edge of the bay
PRESCRIPTION BY GENE TWARONITE
Whenever I despair
I pop two words
in my mouth
then swallow.
THINGS WE NEED BY DEBORAH ANN PERCY & ARNOLD JOHNSTON
So here she was, sitting on the hot cement at the end of the north pier, watching the lake stretch blue and dark-blue to the horizon. They would be back in other years. Just not like this.
Read MoreTHE THROES OF TIME BY HILARY LEATHEM
The statue to the right,
Disintegrating,
Melting,
Under the unforgiving harshness
Of the elements,
Manages to continue
Pointing east.
APPLE PICKING BY JACOB LOPEZ
I was out to escape brooding about
great weights of the world dividing
my flesh from its better half. Luckily,
my wild love was sitting right there beside me
THE APPRENTICE PHOTOGRAPHER THINKS ABOUT POETRY BY MARIANNA HOFER
Sharp small lights, wistful
in their solitudes, kiss
at the edges of uncombed
woodlots far back from
this unlit road
