the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.

alliteration as it is

by Roger Mugs

flaking from your yellow skin
scaling drizzling down to
test new native lands
leading slowly
south

haiku

by rcribay

minute ripples
in the sidewalk’s puddles
from this week-long drizzle.

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