No,
this is not about the sharing of caution.
This is merely about distance
and its reverse magnetism.
About the slow winding of a week's time
into the delicate tautness of a telephone line.
About the opposite windmilling of willing hands
powered by the onshore breeze
that blows,
however softly,
on separate lands.
Ana Maria Caballero worked in finance, journalism, wine importation, and even on an international anti-drug campaign for the Colombian government before recently becoming a mom. Now she focuses her attention on writing poetry and book thoughts. Some of her work is available at www.thedrugstorenotebook.co.
Bill Neumire
Water Cycle #1: To Whom
Shall I Return
Water Cycle #3: I Thought
There Would Be More
Laura Madeline Wiseman
Or To Release Death
Magus Magnus
Payload Dump
(3 excerpts
from drone: poetic monologue
for monotone)
Aimee A. Norton
Apache Code Errors
No Sin Like Arson
Katherine Swett
Translations of an
Algorithmic Love Poem
Amy Schreibman Walter
Online Dating Inbox
Paul Strohm
Our Interregnum
KJ Hannah Greenberg
The Sanctity of Lists
Assistance with Quickly
Becoming Unbearable
Susan L. Lin
When You Are Sleeping
Ana Maria Caballero
Another Airport Poem
Ann Skiöld
Emily Dickinson Did Not
Drive A Car
Jeremy Dixon
In Retail (xxii)
Pete Coco
Especes Perdue
Jessica Joy Reveles
Surviving the Desert