by Emma Butcher
A queer flower, not delicate though small,
is the sweet scented bloom of the dog rose,
placed carefully in its sharply-thorned wall.
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The Pond
by Penelope Pressman
I walk with my feet skimming the edge of the pond I’ve seen everyday of my life
watching it with eyes that grow older each time
running alongside it on feet that gain experience each time
lifting into the sky above it my arms that gain strength each time
filling it with tears I wipe away each time
breathing out the air from my lungs to create new ripples in its surface – each time
each time I walk by the pond, the pond watches me walk by
My Family
by Rena Kim
I remember talking to the trees.
An only child and back then,
petless and no one to talk to at home
My companions were the wind, the flowers, and the trees
and everything
was so interesting
Rush of Motivation
by CJ The Tall Poet
A mesmerizing gang of banshees
illuminated the skyline
Each one showcasing a unique design
Indigo, platinum and silver
Interesting mix of colors
Seem outlandish yet sublime
A rushing sense of motivation
It had pierced my arteries
but I had felt no pain
Instead a tiny amount of energy
Was ingrained into
My mind
My heart
And my fingers
your laugh is a cloud in the soil
by K.S. Baron
& together we grow the sun in our garden,
a light tended on vines that wrap
from my arms to yours because without you
i am only me—only half of the we that i love
Sestina for my grandmother
by Autumn Sharkey
Listen, there’s a sea in this shell
she said. This woman – my memory.
Beach stones shiver in the tide.
Small me waiting to hear
we look out over Portrush feeling
the sea-rhythm of the known.
Seedling
by Caycey Pound
Today I opened the earth. Rushed
scoops I shoveled innards
outward: a hole in-ground,
carved-out birthplace.
To see no more darkness,
I put you in no more than darkness:
I let dirt herd your blooming roots,
soil our worries away and leave
both of us warm, reaching for the sun.
Brown Noise
by Ruchi Acharya
My pupils dilated as the Antarctica cries
as the sunshine radiates
the velvet and white fur
of a forever sleeping Polar bear
with childlike melting eyes.
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