John Hawkhead

hiking trail
winding to the old shack
fresh blood

— John Hawkhead

Pippa Phillips

white moth
on the windowpane
grandma’s last words

— Pippa Phillips

Greg Schwartz

valley of shadows. . .
jagged branches
stab the sky

— Greg Schwartz

Minal Sarosh

cemetery visit 
my friend’s perfume near 
the headstone

— Minal Sarosh

Jackie Chou

dream’s end
the weight
of my doppelganger

— Jackie Chou

Adjei Agyei-Baah

one way street
the wind follows me
with an empty can

— Adjei Agyei-Baah

Pippa Phillips

night garden—
under the earth
I bloom

— Pippa Phillips

Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

where the moon crumbles into fog

— Tiffany Shaw-Diaz

John Hawkhead

an old woman’s face
staring from the cinders
we stack the fire

— John Hawkhead

Greg Schwartz

nighthawk
the darkness inside her
spreads its wings

— Greg Schwartz

Nina Kovačić

slice of watermelon
the wasp is buzzing
in a sweet bite

— Nina Kovačić

Jackie Chou

deserted churchyard
an empty wine bottle
by his tomb

— Jackie Chou