Plum Tree Tavern

by Deborah A. Bennett the old women's eyes bloom like daisies fingers lift like lashes like the caterpillar  sliver of light against the...

by Patricia Furstenberg Days fall behind on this life Even a donkey pulls the carriage with dreams Dusty road tamed, time creased Men dancin...

by Andrew Collinson Bare gnarly oak, bank tied boulders, white water clean Newly torn limb, gone.

by Chen-ou Liu street camping alongside one stray ... then many

by Stephen A. Rozwenc In the church of the starving Crucified bread Never goes stale

by Chris Daly   I was most amazed by the way the  Attendant used the word.    For their next behavior forky and gorky  Will goose each other...

by Arianna DelMastro I wake to the birds Already singing.  Like they haven’t seen the burning trees. Like they didn’t watch us Make our brea...

by David Chorlton   How thirsty is the mountain? A hummingbird suspended in rain looks in through the window. Does it consider life’s meanin...

 by Timothy Resau   The pine branches in the fog—   The moon across the window.   The moon in the fog across the branch.

 by C.X. Turner a buzzard circling slower than clouds

by Katherine E Winnick pleasure rain the pink moon rests - nights edge

by AE Reiff   This is what the sages wrote When new age Eras tore the coasts to remyth ships of Homer out when Delphi emptied Greece that mo...

by Sean Monett This episode of  The Harmless Mistakes show Is brought to you by Crushing Regret And produced by The Traumatic Memories Group...

by Lynn White We all holidayed in Britain when I was a child and no one swam in the seas. The water was empty beyond it’s edge even on the w...

by AE Reiff   You can be unspeakable every day and question breathing back. Beginning to be winter folk began to untangle rope like water fr...

by Joanne Durham    I don’t have a personal story  to pull at your heartstrings.    Never bled sterile from a coat hanger.    Never carried ...

by Leticia Priebe Rocha   on a lilly boat 400 years ago the genocide rat fucks and fucks breeds star-spangled rat nips at chained feet spawn...

by Lara Dolphin a fearsome sinner with nothing to lose she set about righting the wilderness  one cause at a time starting with permissive g...

by Kevin Maus Sun without boundary meeting the enormity of the trees; a driving downpour of light. In the cradle near the cool mud heart. Si...

by Leticia Priebe Rocha In the song Cálice, infamously censored by the U.S. backed Brazilian military dictatorship, Chico Buarque and Milton...

by Robin Dellabough   A river of grief has evaporated: red birds fly low over the empty bed. Mothers rest on pillows of moss, hum a morning ...

by Douglas J. Lanzo gust of lake wind the diving osprey tucks a moment early

by Lorelyn De la Cruz Arevalo dark clouds again into the sky i fall

 by Ram Chandran drip drip from the edge of a mango leaf - moonlight

by Sharon Hilberer In a land-locked county in southern Minnesota seagulls flicker up from stubble fields.            So much whiteness.

by Kevin Maus Clean night silence offered like an eternal search, a wonder of white, thought as clean as bone laid bare. Calling.

by Leticia Priebe Rocha From the ages of two until seven, every night Mamãe would read me a story about streets lined with gold. I’d scrunch...

by Lara Dolphin brutish, hungry, unsuspecting  you helicopter from your superyacht in Marina di Carrara to my quarter   we talk of scorched ...

by Sharon Hilberer   We don’t  know why they mob up like this. In winter, Minneapolis  watches them stream in. They know things that we just...

by Chen-ou Liu one climate promise after another, another ... gathering storm

by Tiffany Mackay blackberry flowers— a bumble bee sways over slanting sunlight

by AE Reiff Passes for exiles in industry, exits unguarded above and below,  clapboards large and abandoned, dream yards of roof covered row...

 by Lara Dolphin When you cannot go on you descend through fog  to the mountain’s base turn left at the blinking yellow  then cross the brid...

by Nancy Scott McBride first light - spider webs sparkling in the fallow field

by Carl Mayfield  spring winds finished--        too late            for the lilac

by Carol Farnsworth fog rises after hail's pelting ghostly heat

by Tiffany Mackay midsummer— watching the heron watching the fish

by Royal Rhodes Knobby carpets formed by Horseshoe crabs are mounds along the shore in Monomoy. Banks of sand are held in place by grass whe...

by David Chorlton Mockingbirds never tire of singing; their voices sparkle in the small hours when silence wears their song as jewelry. Is a...

by Susan Vespoli          Two tiny birds screech from a branch,  shoot through air, divebomb like fighter planes. They’re after a hawk that ...

 

by Kulbir Saran    crawl the tunnel   through the belly  chase the beacon   when it eats    at the mouth   can scrape the tongue  for morsel...

 by Royal Rhodes These stories almost escaped from order into dizzying chaos, with linear cartoon-like panels in the rows of tenement floors...

 by David Chorlton   The North Star blows smoke from the tip of a revolver. It’s one AM and the sky has grown restless. The desert lies down...

by Roberta Beach Jacobson Acropolis under the shadows dust

by Kulbir Saran  cotton crotchet draped   atop adorned mahogany  figurative passive shield  where crumb and callus dwell    beneath, a misfi...

by M. G. Michael   Near the huge clock, in Piata Romana,   The old man they see him, all of them, day and night.  He sits with episcopal dig...

by Carrie Albert Crows loop above, free to steer their own lines. The hill pulls  evergreens downward; branches descend in long strands of e...

by Cielo Jones  Choose a subject: the geese at the curb, the bucket beaters on the street islands, the cart pushers, the corner sitters, or ...

by Douglas J. Lanzo black on green silhouette of fruit bat hanging from banana leaf