The first failure of many better others by Irene
Blanket of gray dotted with pale green, striped brown;
Pane of glass streaked with dirty rain, chilled cold.
Annual tradition yet lack of plans leads to where?
Alone with my tequila cup, quiet phone, and empty Zoom.
Sleepless in Wyoming by Dana Jill
Full moon misty blurs its light
Behind clouds behind trees behind window pane
What wakes the glossy eyed stare?
Instapot beeps - hard boiled eggs are done.
Blanket of gray dotted with pale green, striped brown;
Pane of glass streaked with dirty rain, chilled cold.
Annual tradition yet lack of plans leads to where?
Alone with my tequila cup, quiet phone, and empty Zoom.
Sleepless in Wyoming by Dana Jill
Full moon misty blurs its light
Behind clouds behind trees behind window pane
What wakes the glossy eyed stare?
Instapot beeps - hard boiled eggs are done.
In Transit by Megan
Rained on, yelled at, and chill seeps through to bone then deeper.
Neither layers nor headphones hold the cold at bay.
Is this even a real city if the busses can't run on time?
And the ones that do just take me further from home.
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