On Leave by Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi
Only whiskey burns the sorrow as she grieves.
Purple velvet once surrounded golden dreams.
Both a season and a reason left on leave.
Now a memory left blank before what...
Longitude by Ann Wrayburn
In August heat, the urge to be misplaced
can find you standing on the sidewalk, disoriented,
holding someone else’s photos by mistake.
Trying to place that cottage, that sandy porch.
Before...
Two Poems by Megan Alpert
Island
She would cry every time we put her in the carriage. That was all right, and the way I had to lean sideways to make her sleep....
Two Poems by Yvonne Brewer
Twigs
there was one left on
my front doorstep,
it halved when touched
Two Poems by Elnathan Starnes
Trick of Rings and Things“The Lord
is my Ringmaster, I’ll always want!”
Said
Gollum
A fiend
For the
ring
