Two Pieces

Ballistic Gravitas

Amelia’s bones say nothing as air raid sirens wail.

noon sun
the frigate bird nabs
a flying fish

.

Crude

unmixed oil slicks press against dolphin skin

fall leaves…
a plastic bag gapes
wide as Texas

Theresa A. Cancro

Two Pieces

RECESSION

She is a student of economics at the Saint Petersburg university, Russia. Without knowing why, we talk about the global economic crisis. She says that’s a serious situation but it seems like all the investors in her country and in the rest of the world are just waiting … “waiting for what?” I ask. “The next big thing to get out of this situation” she says.

economic slump
a manager calls
for his horoscope

 

Andrea Cecon

RECESSION

3 pieces

Blackout

Two, tonight.

white pills
the snow falls
in me

.

Cut & Paste

Every once in a while, I forget I’m steering the ship that is my body.

into nothingness
the clouds
the clouds

.

Nocturne

Yet again, the arms of insomnia hold me awake.

darkness
but only if
you listen

 

Tiffany Shawn-Diaz

3 pieces

A day at the…

Dark night
yellow squares flicker
through bare trees,
the sound of a tornado
on cold steel,
the scream from nowhere,
a flashing red bumblebee light moves across the sky,
flatlined—

Sunday matinee—
buttered popcorn &
an empty box of Milk Duds

Susan Beth Furst

A day at the…

The Doubt

Entering, I contemplate the horseshoes on the doors … and if he had invited me only to ward off the misfortune that brings with it being in thirteen at the table?

autumn wind –
we pronounce words
without weighing them

Antonietta Losito

The Doubt

Affascino

I’m in bed with migraine and my mother already thinks about the signs of the cross, the secret formulas, the Ave Maria, the saucer with water, oil and salt.

the first warm –
still problems
of sinusitis

Antonietta Losito

Note: The Affascino is a spell which an envious person casts upon his or her victim. Less serious effects are  headaches, drowsiness,apparently incomprehensible illnesses.The ritual (sfascinatura) to dissolve the evil eye ( il malocchio) is secret and can only be handed down to three people in the course of life. It  is different  according to the geographical area of south Italy (Puglia, Basilicata, Calabria…

Affascino

Ice Queen

Alice was always such a pleasant lady bringing in her baking efforts to please colleagues. The latest cupcakes were a summer special, delicately topped off with iced butterflies in vivid hues of scarlet and blue. But as Tom bit into his, the butterfly slid onto the carpet. Alice was crestfallen, a tear smearing her black eye shadow.

office laughter
the voices in her head
louder than before

Come Halloween, Alice brought in a new tray of cupcakes all decked with an intricately iced death’s head hawk-moth. The skull markings were unnervingly accurate, chocolate chips concealed deep within. Tom was the first to tuck in….

first mouthful
a sickly sweet smile
on her lips

 

Tim Gardiner

Ice Queen