Tinywords Invites You to…
Category: Issue 13.1
Tinywords 13.1 Begins
We asked for your input and…
small town
one red light…
after the solstice
waiting…
war memorial
the unhistoric…
winter chill
wearing her…
winter stars . . .
the name…
highway markers
how quickly…
biopsy i am my heartbeat…
cold moon . . .
my mother goes…
our memories of him
so very…
frozen lake —
her …
winter dream—
the…
shorter days . . .
wizened…
Monday Morning Coffee Break…
two baristas
deconstruct…
cold winter rain
the swollen…
leaf in the wind . . .
for one…
reminding myself
this isn’t…
Kesennuma
among the sunlit…
outgoing tide
the old sailor’s…
bitter wind
the smell of …
wild strands
blown from …
November walk —
settling…
barely
longer than a cardinal’s…
butterfly
under her skin…
spring winds —
knowing…
unable to help myself rip…
day moon —
the poem…
autumn mist as far as roads…
morning walk —
wrapped…
at
the
deep
end
of
the
sky…
late afternoon
each tombstone…
the creek
where she was baptized…
season opener
I wheel my …
baseball in the distance…
still some swagger
in his…
no fences . . .
the spirit …
old carousel horse
a gleam…
grass blades
edged with …
snowflakes all the places…
gathering
dark-red roses…
still life class
she pours…
clinging to work
clinging…
unexpectedly warm
I take…
ghetto building
in every…
ghetto building
in every…
Old men in a park
bitching…
city loneliness
a sparrow…
in this white hour
between…
planting delphiniums
in…
foot massage
the creek gurgles…
this April morning
even …
what the crows are doing…
our marriage
or what’s…
spring blues–
the…
prom night
a petal clings…
moonlight—
trying…