Earth

Writing

mother and earth

By Katja Rowan

bent backs

grasses bent in a tweak of fingers

bent my fingers bent my bones

my toes in

earth sweating dew

digging a way out

sweetness

sucking on a single clover


African Violets

By Callan Latham

I will count them all

shards of glass in the mirror



every part of me adds

up to nothing



I’m standing in front of violets

in front of a Renaissance painting

and wondering what do I have


Uniform Place

By Priya Jain

Even if the school desks

Are perfectly aligned

And the chairs evenly spaced

And the walls precisely decorated

And the white boards

Sparkling white,