life is but a movie...

Joanna Skrzypczak

Dan Voinea

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Stood still in the middle of town

Where can I go to get out?

Hop on the next bus hoping to find ocean waves

Fluttering eyelids over passing sunspots

A beautiful newly she sat in front of me

Her legs up on the chair

Long burned hair trailing behind the seat

We both looked left to the woman on the street

She bent over to put out her cigarette

Ash out the light and put it in her jean pocket

I wondered if we watched her the same way

If we noticed together silently

The way strangers can become a we

Pulled off to get lost

A magic shop

Glass figurines

I remember a mini duck I had as a kid

Sat on a shelf and I loved to look

An old man hurriedly picked between push pens

$2 and $2.50 tacked to cardboard

Took a walk to the park

A boy dressed in a red button up and black vest

Began to walk in front of me with his ukulele

Signing about love

Accidentally going the same way

I followed our shared direction

Until I turned to the tree grove

Then a girl called out in hand with her lover,

"Beware, it's dark in there!" 

I laughed and felt the cool

Took me back to times of pretend

Playing in fairy land

Walked for miles

Talked to the trees

Found a straw hat

Dancing outside of me

Life is but a movie

Whirlpool...

Aakash Nihalani

Ellen Rogers

via enjoy the silence

via all the mountains

Drawing light over swirling liquid

The sting of a cool dive

Deep dark diamond

Moving shadows forward

I walk into these waters

Each step adjusting temperature

Standing still numb

Goose bump tears

I wish for our time, my dear

In welcoming the plunge of past

I admit a pool of heart ache wishes

I will live my life as it's meant to be

I can only hope for the next journey

I sink in these dwelling waters

And wonder if I will fall drunk again

Holding breath at the thought

I still wish for our time, my dear

5 flowers, 5 stones...

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For whatever dreams you spin

You may win

But in the end the magic was within

The building of your role

Giving into creative soul

Before you get too busy with a name

Keep time

For all you need

Is passion for making

And believing

Your life is weaving

This week

Pick 5 flowers

And find 5 stones

To look to touch to hold

I checked every flower

Perhaps one would be worthy of shelf space-

Pretty in a vase--

But caught in clay mud

Only broken bottles and crinkled wrappers

Winter's bone is bare

My skin has become fair

Throbbing see through veins

The looking caught my eye

The treasure was never the find

I sat on a stump

And wished upon two dandelions

For what I know will be

But I hoped to carry the joy of the journey

Companionship...

Elena Ayllon

Fabien Raclet

Giuseppe Licari

Jeff Simpson

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No matter our time

The look of our touch

The way we smile

Or how we talk

I have companionship

And you are all and none alike

I see you see me

Understood and understanding

Balance bridging together

Dancing like a floating feather

Let us drink wine

And talk our days

Pretending that matters matter

Sipping on life treats

Thankful we happen to meet

You hold me strong

For as much as I am a lone companion

This was meant to happen

So sing with me

Sit beside me

And share your mind silently