- as words fly

first snow
the quiet weight
of unsent letters

_{Manasa Reddy Chichili, India}

candle ice lake
the clink of their
break-up

_{Bipasha Majumder (De), India}

bush fires
everything I wanted to say
up in smoke

_{Baisali Chatterjee Dutt, USA / India}

divorce papers
I finish the last
of the dried persimmon

_{Morgan Ophir, Australia}

alone, on a mountain lake,
Venus flings its light
fish-splash…
I cannot remember
the last time I saw you

_{Tani D Arness, United States}

3 a.m.
the warmth of my breath
in a city chapel

_{Hynek Koziol, Czechia}