a month later . . .
her corsage still blooming
in the fridge
Vanessa Proctor
barefoot—
the freedom
of summer
Keitha Keyes
early summer—
a swimmer emerges
from morning
Sandra Simpson
frail moonlight
seeping through the blind
power failure
Padmasiri Jayathilaka
night sail
the flicker of stars
and phones
Robyn Cairns
on the pier
scattering tears and ashes
. . . the wind dies
Ryan Stone
Echidna Tracks 