dusty with cobwebs
the red boots rest
against the doorframe

Heather Aymer
Jane Millikin
Medea Mosxona
Candace Golden
Ryan Jones

cool breeze
the evening drizzle
patters on the porch

still two papers to go
[a] fly trapped
between windowpanes

listen to the silence
between us:
falling snow

summer
grandma walks mindless
down the country road

Christmas eve
our presents already opened
by the cat

clear spring morn:
I take a deep breath
of smog

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jelly fish on the beach
the boy loses
his innocence

sunny field
of grass and cockleburs
the boy and his dog

fragrant irises
the boy asks
where babies come from

pearl-pink dawn
water laps
on the empty gondolas

rock in my shoe
are we almost there?
 

no place to be
one snowflake
falls more quickly

wind outside . . .
a seranade
in gray

computer crashes
again . . .
spring rain

bony broad shoulders
the spot
where his wings should be

tequila shot
his face
grows more handsome