Tuesday, 31 July 2012

The Lake In June

Bullfrog sounds the bass
As thunderhead cymbals crash-
Summer symphony


Bob Strickland
(previously published in Red Poppy Review)

Monday, 30 July 2012


Starling in barn rafters—
feathers shake galaxies of dust
onto a ladder of light.


Michael Dwayne Smith

Sunday, 29 July 2012

chôm chôm*
Demure curled lashes
A moment of suction

*chôm chôm means rambutan in Vietnamese


David Ashton

Saturday, 28 July 2012

The moonlit spider
roams a dewy mandala
that fills like a sail.


M. Flynn Ragland

Friday, 27 July 2012

when she turns away
i swap our straws
and drink.


Anton Frost

Thursday, 26 July 2012

Bird Bones

Rheumatic fingers smoking a cigarette
skinny as a piece of string.


Ian Mullins

Wednesday, 25 July 2012

After the service:
Wheelchair ramp
Up against the house.


Robert Demaree

Tuesday, 24 July 2012

Monday, 23 July 2012

Taxis zigzagging across Broadway Street
drizzle like butter over popcorn


Devlin De La Chapa

Sunday, 22 July 2012


She had a cleft lip;
twelve surgeries in a month.
Food came pureed, but once
Nurse snuck real turkey, covert turkey from the bird itself,
turkey a bit dry, turkey whose turkey strands tickled
the roof of her mouth and the roof of her
mouth laughed.


Quinn White

Saturday, 21 July 2012

Umbrellas take flight
On a windy afternoon
So many blackbirds


Armando Corbelle

Friday, 20 July 2012

pure sadness

to reach and find
the candy bowl empty


Isabela J. Oliveira
stone and bits of sky

Thursday, 19 July 2012


The silent way
they glided
side by side,

I couldn’t decide
which one
was the lover,

which one
the beloved.


Howie Good
Apocalypse Mambo

Wednesday, 18 July 2012

white eggs
on a black table
in the brooding darkness


James Newton

Tuesday, 17 July 2012

arriving home from camping

a slug of custardy mud clings to the pumped-down airbed


Fiona Robyn

(apologies for the breaks in small-stone-service. we moved house, etc. I'm dealing with submissions right now!)

Monday, 16 July 2012

Ablution Three

Drying my hands -
a royal wave
in an IKEA towel.


Barbara Blake

Saturday, 14 July 2012

with strangers
evening commute


Lucas Stensland

Monday, 9 July 2012

cherry print
cotton blouse

held together with
a safety pin


Nina Buck

Saturday, 7 July 2012

mint still alive, miracle, and the lemon verbena still green. frost on its way, it bites already!


Rosie Fleming

Friday, 6 July 2012

After my morning walk, my house was so quiet I felt the throbbing inside my ears. I was stuck at the front door, grabbing for limbs that I had dropped off. It is scary to walk through a wish fulfilled and lonely to pretend you are understood.


Sheila Cameron
Watching the Paint Dry

Thursday, 5 July 2012

At the bank, an old man with a pram, wrapped in a blue blanket, a puppy sleeping.


Brenda Skinner

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

Monday, 2 July 2012

Your final kindness

a daffodil
single, yellow

to tell me
it could not have been otherwise


Nina Buck