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 Mar 2020 kate
Colm
Sometimes I can feel
The words swimming beneath the surface
But they will not rise
To the fly of me

Maybe a nymph tomorrow
For Want Of A Bite
 Mar 2020 kate
Kimberly Brown
Southern summer nights
too hot
swimming in a sea of humid
drowning in a pool of sweat
and sweet tea.
Sweet tea like syrup
dark hazel
filled with ice
cubed and perfect
from an imperfect freezer tray.
Frizzy hair
glistening skin
from a dull sun
tempered by an Atlantic breeze.
The moon shines full
lighting the scent of the summer night.
Honey suckle, hydrangeas, cotton textured
dandelions like parachutes against the
black night sky
is a southern summer night.
 Mar 2020 kate
John Destalo
you sit so easily
made of soft wood

life floats around you
and lets you be

the currents change

the strong and
weak forces

push and pull
against you

and yet

you remain
still bird
 Mar 2020 kate
John Destalo
a dark forest spills
into my dreams

creatures with
sharp teeth

stalk me they

want me but
won’t take me

they speak
deep words

leading me
to believe

I am safe but

I don’t want
to be safe
 Mar 2020 kate
Rupert Pip
glow
 Mar 2020 kate
Rupert Pip
Your glow irradiates the room,
it heats the cold,
it lights the dark.
watch me dance in the embers,
praying powerlessly,
wishing for warmth.
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