 by Katja Fox first day at school— left at the gate a teddy bear flirtation— the snap dance of a butterfly end of summer— a single flip flop left in the bicycle basket knowing where the blueberries grow— homecoming new tattoo— she’s got you under her skin * * * KATJA FOX is a British artist and poet. She loves writing short-form poetry, many of which have appeared in leading journals and anthologies across the world and also in her two poetry books “out of nowhere“ and “there was a moment.”
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 another birthday, the open road still calls but not as loud * my good friend Bill drinks wine from a coffee mug, that says it all by Charles Rossiter # # # spirits of the dead return for one day i set my chinaware * mismatched in height & weight we both take 3 sugars in our coffee by Kyle Hemmings About The Poets: Charles Rossiter has served as associate editor of Modern Haiku under Bob Spiess. With Jeff Winke he co-edited the Third Coast Haiku Anthology, one of the earliest U.S. haiku anthologies. He lives and writes in Bennington, VT. Kyle Hemmings has work published in Is/let, Bones, 2021 Best Flash Fictions, and elsewhere. He likes 50s sci-movies and 60s garage bands. His favorite groups of all time are love and Spirit. He loves his bicycle that he names Alice. by Daniel Rogers autumn wind the busker's guitar out of tune sunset the fruit bowl full of oranges starry night flicking through an old diary * * * Born and raised in Lancashire, England, Daniel moved to Poland in 2015, where he now teaches English as a foreign language. When not divulging the finer points of English grammar, he likes to write. by Joshua St. Claire summer revival a cicada thrums down the sky cosmic strings a daddy-long-legs casts shadows onto asbestos shingles a common swallowtail floats through the hydrangea sky deepening blue sunset the horizon bent under the weight of peaches dog days the islands of the Susquehanna lost in their haze Shakespeare in the park a red-winged blackbird becomes the king of infinite space the sky growing violet at the edges crowcaw golden hour an evening primrose blossoms into deep time the press of blue on blue hydrangea moon * * * Joshua St. Claire is an accountant from Pennsylvania. His haiku have been published broadly including in Frogpond, Modern Haiku, The Heron’s Nest, and Mayfly. His favorite thing to write about is the sky. |
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