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Zimmie – Matt Williamson

ZIMMIE sign by the door said “if you MUST have your sunday times, the boat leaves at noon.” and  he wasn’t ever sweet, that i saw. except in those fine little picture postcards, musta been hundreds of em, took em with a brownie, i heard, when brownies still had the good optics. i once lost […]

September 5, by Marjorie Mir

September 5th Summer ebbs out. We look for warmth where we can find it, cat and companion in tide-pools of sun, until chill air stirs us, moves us on, itinerants, following a season’s shoreline, light’s retreating tide as far as time allows. Marjorie Mir

September by Jan Bailey

And now the slow slide into autumn: the thinning crickets, the monarchs moving weightless among us like orange angels, the tight-lipped rose hips; the brown curl of aspen leaf, the bikes tossed willy-nilly on the schoolhouse lawn. Even the shadows slide, like blue cloaks about the apple trees. Now the mornings deepen; the meadow glints […]