Lemon Path by Terry Towbridge
A lemon rolls down the aisle of church.
The Monseigneur bends down to pick it up.
The lemon is as blinding yellow as a banana from space[..]
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Short Fiction and Poetry
I Age by Michael Lee Johnson
Arthritis and aging make it hard,
I walk gingerly, with a cane, and walk
slow, bent forward, fear threats,
falls, fear denouement─[...]
Gloria by Eileen Tull
I came to this place to be alone, but all I want is to talk to a stranger
I let a palm leaf brush against my face
And my heart stops [...]
While cycling out of Chéticamp by Bill Garvey
I am thinking of you and Mike
on your way to Baddeck in a cab
then driving to Portland
to catch a flight to Cleveland [...]
Take One Last Chance and Know by Caleb Gainey
I am the vibrant orange of autumn pumpkins,
the burning red of summer tomatoes.
The quiet pallor of winter parsnips. [...]
Ghazal For Gus by Cecily Ross
This poem’s about asparagus
A poem that rhymes and doesn’t fuss
With meter, tense or prosody
Written for my grandson Gus [...]
Disturbed by Gina Carrillo
Silent raindrops fell like tears
Outside the castle
I’m aching for you
whisper away my anxieties [...]
Last Night; Ghost Head by Donna Dallas
I burned the wick
down to a nub
There’s a quiet ache
in the heart
I try to numb it with burn
with sting
opioids [...]
the god hasn't saved me by Elisha Oluyemi
the god hasn't saved me
the dog did.
he kept barking till I woke up and I
saw the door knob jerking furiously. [...]
Piles Of Apples; Freediving by Siobhan Farrell
The afternoon yawns
lazily,
hot white sand,
whooshes of waves,
freckled skin peeking
out from a tight bikini [...]
Can You Hear Me Now? by Screams Of Unfettered Minds
Sitting alone in my own despair
Just off in the distance ringing I hear
That familiar sound of my phone's ringtone [...]
I Want To Chop The Moon Into Tiny Pieces by Hemanta Dalpati, trans. Pitambar Naik
We compose songs on a moonlit night, we sing humobauli and play hide
and seek, on a moonlit night, go to the jungle [...]
It Began With Water by Shirley Jones Luke
It began with water. It began with bodies in the water. It began with African bodies in the water. [...]
Soulful Voices by Ali Ashhar
I sit beneath the sky
on a midsummer night
aside the brook
aloof from the turbulence
and cacophonies I try to evade
Staring At A World Gone By by Richard M. Ankers
I'm staring at a world gone by, laughing without reason or want. There are people on the pathways and cars on the street, but they hide[...]
The Way Of Things; One Day by Richard LeDue
Too many of us bury ourselves under smiles,
believing in the flat happiness
of dollar bills, [...]
Order; The Saguaro by A.R. Arthur
We drown daily in a deluge
Of distortions and images;
Widely disseminated narratives
Of wanton carnage [...]
Under The Willow Tree Now; Short Stories Are Safer by Richard LeDue
The shade is a shade of loneliness,
while the fresh air is ruined
by the stink of a cancer diagnosis,
falling out of a doctor's mouth [...]
In Europe; Shame by Ian C. Smith
No future aged scene where you count my pills,
no marriage bed thrum, giddy days all done,
a melancholic outline of pale hills [...]
don't be surprised when she rejects you; searching for the last bone by Linda Crate
just because i showed you
my light and my flowers
doesn't mean that i am not more
than mere petals and soft sunlit
nights and mornings[...]
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