Tanka By Anna Cates
By Anna Cates our tattered flag sinksthe flagpole melts intoa molten puddle . . .Red October—let’s hopewe don’t live to…
Toil & Trouble
By Anna Cates we can’t blame iton witchcraft . . .in a single bubble rainbow colorsbloat and belchputrid portents on…
Shahada
By Richard GrahnEvanston, Illinois, USA dawn . . .salat risesfrom the ruins of Gazafrom the tents and sheltersin the city…
Words Beyond Wars
Caroline Giles BanksMinneapolis, Minnesota, USA War tramples Kyiv culture.The art museum’s windows are blown out.The concert hall is shrouded in…
Apolitical
By: Tazeen FatmaBengaluru, Karnataka, India I remember my brother playing hitman when I was younger. He would spend hours on…
Norman Rockwell and the Nostalgia We All Live With
By Edward Cody HuddlestonBaxley, Georgia, USA Rockwell’s art is as American as apple pieand Agent Orange! There’s nothing wasted in…
McMammoth
By Richard King Perkins IIHuntley, Illinois, USA This is a clonein the shape of a woolly mammoth.For her, Siberia isn’t…
Reparations for Robots
By Richard King Perkins IIHuntley, Illinois, USA All humans are guilty—we sit on the pedestal of the oppressionof computerized creatures.…
The Silent Totality
By Richard King Perkins IIHuntley, Illinois, USA Atlas shrugged—and nobody noticed.No one remembers exactly whenbut one daythe world went out—not…
The Greenness
By Danny P. BarbareSimpsonville, South Carolina Feelingthefirstsun isthebeginningofthegreennessinthegrassandtrees itisthehappiness,theunfurlingofthenew asifadreamhasjusttakenroot.
The Old Road to Asheville
By Danny P. BarbareSimpsonville, South Carolina Deep in the valleyis where I find my peace,where the mountain laurel growsalong a…
SUNRISE, IN A RABBIT HOLE
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan SUNRISE, IN A RABBIT HOLE available on Amazon. I expected something more grandiose than this rusty…
THE MOMENT
By Regina (Gina) PiroskaTasmania, Australia Exhaling, I hear the sound of my breath as I lean into the rising hush. …
Seagulls
By Regina (Gina) PiroskaTasmania, Australia seagulls gatheron the abandoned trawlera drifting cloud Published Echidna Tracks #15
PTSD and Psalms
Katy Z. AllenWayland, Massachusetts Yah is at my right hand, I shall not falter. Maltreatment, disregard, cruelty,abuse, defilement, contaminationdo not…
Complexity
By Katy Z. AllenWayland, Massachusetts sitting by a streamenveloped in subtle autumn beautyfeeling solid ground beneathbreathing invisible life-giving airawareness awakens…
One October Morning
By Katy Z. AllenWayland, Massachusetts One October morning, the Merlin app on my phoneheardonly a single dark-eyed Junco.Nothing else. My earsheardcars…
Some Things Never Change
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan I get in line with the seabirds. They seem to be looking at their reflections in…
The Gardens of Antarctica
By Robert WitmerTokyo, Japan The gardens of Antarctica breathe free. Free of the hideous white. A dense green silence remembers…
Tide Ledger
By David Anson LeeBellaire, Texas, United States We keep a ledger of small losses: one slipper at the pier, two…