Two-Man Saw

by B. Fulton Jennes
Dutch elm disease took its toll / on the once-lush sentinel by our pond— / a titan I often climbed to the very top

Night Flight

by Judy Kaber
It’s been a long two weeks and I’m ready to leave. / I ask myself: / Are you really the man I once married?

Sleep While the Baby Sleeps

by Jackleen Holton
Sleep while the baby sleeps, / they tell you, and so you begin, like one having to learn / everything all over again, to take sleep in small sips

Send It, Send It

by Karen Paul Holmes
Send it out, send it / to your mother spinning in another universe / your father too

The Likes of Us

by Ken Holland
Another ancient folk singer has died / and of course out come your stories

Ars Poetica with Clickbait

by Rebecca Foust
I’m sure it’s clickbait, a girl pulling and pulling / a line from a hole in the ice for what seems / like an hour

Blood and Ink

by Chris Atkin
I decided a long time ago I wanted one tattoo. / A single image that screams of self, / meant to say all the things I cannot find the words for.

Glyphs of a Gentle Going

by B. Fulton Jennes
My neighbor, a widower, vows / that his house will be / so death-cleaned on his demise / that his daughter’s only worry / will be to return the library book / laid to rest on his nightstand.