Taos Sirens by Deborah L. Davitt

Taos Sirens Deborah L. Davitt When Odysseus and his crew tried to slip past the sirens, he stuffed the ears of his men with wax, but as he wanted to hear what no man ever should, he tied himself to the mast, so that…

Paratopia by Deborah L. Davitt

Paratopia Deborah L. Davitt “Where did Mama go?” a child wailed in the city of glass. “She left us, my son, she went into the past.” “But why did she leave? Didn’t she love me? Mama, please, come back!” The words cut like broken…

Shadow Cast by Deborah L. Davitt

Shadow Cast Deborah L. Davitt I see my shadow on the sidewalk there— myself, robbed of dimensionality. Just a void where light should be, as photons rain down waves, passing around and through me. And as I stare at her featureless face, I think…

Saturnine by Deborah L. Davitt

Saturnine Deborah L. Davitt Ice rings swirl in light, casting shadows, ghosts of lost moons; Saturn devours his children.

Daggervale Ravine: A View Through Time by Robert Shmigelsky

Daggervale Ravine: A View Through Time Robert Shmigelsky (tanka) razor wind sculptor looping prehistoric rock   spirals reaching sky primeval tectonic lift first skateboard park

Tales from the Garburator by Robert Shmigelsky

Tales from the Garburator Robert Shmigelsky garbage disposal unit trash compactor’s distant cousin the third one removed appliance family tree – kitchen genealogist (haiku) parallel universe refuse passing seamlessly into other worlds (joined one breaths) pipe dream clog free drains protozoic Zzzz’s pipe dreams

Radioactive Frogs by Richard Stevenson

Radioactive Frogs Richard Stevenson Ribbit… Rubbit… Friggit… We’re radioactive frogs. Don’t snap up insects on the wing now we’re the size of dogs. We let the swallows swoop down for a gnat and skeeter feast, then we snap them up on tongues fat as…

Dark Matter by Richard Stevenson

Dark Matter Richard Stevenson Dark matter, dark matter… The brouhaha and chatter is you take up most of space. Most of time too, which is not separate from space but part of a continuum. Confused?  Good, so am I! Can’t see you, smell you,…

Bondegezu, Tree Kangaroo by Richard Stevenson

Bondegezu, Tree Kangaroo Richard Stevenson Yo!   Homo sapiens dude, Bondegezu, tree kangaroo. Ain’t no cryptid critter since you guys tracked me down. Lemme get down from this tree. Don’t worry.  I ain’t no pugilist, Don’t practice Muay Thai or Kung Fu. Just like to…

Napes by Richard Stevenson

Napes Richard Stevenson Napes, Napes, new world apes: ain’t gorillas or chimpanzees. Napes, napes, c’mon, pull the drapes; let us get a good long look at you. What, did you get tired of the competition for good real estate in Africa or Asia? Slog…