Dare I Speak of Heaven?
Vicki Mandell-King
“I said, This is sad. Bowing her head
on my shoulder, she sighed,
I’m sad too.”
Excursion
Susan Sonde
“Dragonflies dart into the broth of night like incandescent angels. Who drinks of night establishes in himself the wide shape of uncertainty.”
I am Ready to Quilt Myself into Myself
Mercedes Lucero
Volume XLIV
"Alchemical Poetry" - Dreama J. Kattenbraker, mixed media on canvas, 36" x 60"
