war-torn another explosion of bruises across the skyline of my body
- Debbie Strange, Canada
heading west into Texas desert so much solace in such an empty landscape
- Robert Miner, USA
a visit with her son in the group home not enough sugar in the lemonade
- Marcie Wessels, USA
sterile light down the hospital hall each open door locked from inside
- Ash Evan Lippert, USA
almost fetal in bed holding hands with myself hoping for peace
- Tom Clausen, USA
sea glass along the shore my dreams so long cradled within me
- Daniela Misso, Italy
silver anklets tinkling by the riverside in broad daylight I dream of my father whistling his favorite tune
- Lakshmi Iyer, India
i learn to bake and he to waltz the apple moon waxing and waning between us
- Steliana Cristina Voicu, Romania
a maple leaf caught in the wind she turns circles of dance into laughter
- m shane pruett, USA
maple seeds spinning all my wishes that never came true
- Bryan Rickert, USA
but it is not just a name carrying the whole loka inside mine
- Shloka Shankar, India
heading west into Texas desert so much solace in such an empty landscape
- Robert Miner, USA
a visit with her son in the group home not enough sugar in the lemonade
- Marcie Wessels, USA
sterile light down the hospital hall each open door locked from inside
- Ash Evan Lippert, USA
almost fetal in bed holding hands with myself hoping for peace
- Tom Clausen, USA
sea glass along the shore my dreams so long cradled within me
- Daniela Misso, Italy
silver anklets tinkling by the riverside in broad daylight I dream of my father whistling his favorite tune
- Lakshmi Iyer, India
i learn to bake and he to waltz the apple moon waxing and waning between us
- Steliana Cristina Voicu, Romania
a maple leaf caught in the wind she turns circles of dance into laughter
- m shane pruett, USA
maple seeds spinning all my wishes that never came true
- Bryan Rickert, USA
but it is not just a name carrying the whole loka inside mine
- Shloka Shankar, India
