Spill-O's Recent Grace

He took every name in vain.
And the cops never came.
Spill-O carried the apology in his heart for years.

When redemption came,
it was dumber than he imagined.

A stranger, a woman on the train,
forgave and forgave him
with every syllable of smalltalk she sent his way.

By Colin Dodds

http://thecolindodds.com/

The Ruby Throats

Hummingbirds dance
iridescence afire

around the red feeder
hung in the cedar

a symphonic swirl
ruby throats glistening

sipping sweet nectar
sipping until

it's time to jet back
to thimble nests.

The tiniest beaks
are open and waiting.


By Donal Mahoney

Event

Yes! The elements cohere
And rectitude flowers
In an obsidian amulet
Where the water-sprite

Lives

- Not troubling others
Too much, too little,
Except when the aquatic
Funnelling begins

And

The head-over-heels
Cloud
Laughs,
Like thunder.

By Stefanie Bennett