Joanne Olivieri shoots

Bradley Mason Hamlin writes

Brad’s Monster

Do you
believe
in preternatural
possession?

Some
thing
from the outside
that gets
inside

Maybe
or maybe
mostly
humans have
only one foot
out of the cave

The beast
there, waiting
for a trigger
bang

Slowly
you turn your head
‘round

Toward
that sound
those words
a scent
a raised eyebrow

Snap,
the growling
howling
quick to kill
heartbeats

Of the human.

 

Jeremy Toombs writes

Some Say Some Days Are Harder

I say a day is a day,

busy or still.

Between sunrises

do ten thousand things.

Do nothing.

Do sit.

All the same.

Bit of shit.

Bit of shine.

Hang the washing on the line.

Willie playing “Blue Eyes.”

I sleep well for being tired.

I wake well for having slept.

A tooth hurts.

Sun slips down the street

through autumn leaves.

Hanging Laundry -- Jeffrey T. Larson

Gert Knop writes and shoots

Lost Love

Past memories 
broken in the fog of presence.
A gem lost,
now worn by someone else.

A letter hit like an arrow.
Words, heartbroken,
love buried
in another world

A voice 
drowned in tears,
images return 
as in a dream

Shared experiences,
unforgotten,
hope died
like brittle branches

Love lost 
in a fading chime.
Solitude obscures 
the silence

Words on the phone 
without echoes.
Melancholy melts away
in grief

Shabir Ahmad writes

DALI DREAMS OF JOSEPH K.

In the elastic time of plastic memory

Desperate fingers hang melting watches

From the branches of fruit-lorn trees

Marking evanescence in a universe

That refuses to stand on its only leg

But instead tumbles, falls, rolls down

All the way to apathia, athambia, aphasia

In which all the pleas, all the prayers

Are reduced to the stammer of a radio

Out of station or a bee buzzing around

A pomegranate with Tigers caught 

Roaring mid-air, helplessly before the Law

Whose parable is lost on the only one

It was meant to serve while he roams

And rages and rebels and riles and then

With a head on a block dies, "Like a dog!"

 

Soft Construction with Boiled Beans (Premonition of Civil War) -- Salvador Dalí

 

 The Disintegration of the Persistence of Memory -- Salvador Dalí

Franz Kafka -- Jaroslav Rona