Issue #4  



Sean Monaghan


Hills
Swell
Beneath
Broad gilded
Lenticular clouds.
Summer too soon becomes winter.

 

Tin
Drums
Patter
Roof cadence
Rain sluices through pipes
We play boardgames through the afternoon.

 

Bright
Jazz
Moments
Flickering
Through my sullen mind
Bring forth verve, so I’ll make the call.




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