feels-like temperature
is thirty-seven
stocking-cap & gloves

feels-like temperature
is thirty-seven
stocking-cap & gloves


apples & bananas
juice, milk, feta cheese
forever attempts
at healthier eating
downshifting
into winter
the cold rush
of arctic air

playing solitaire
serenely
in solitude
German town bakery
sitting in the mezzanine cheap seats
we dig chocolate eclairs

I did not receive an email to announce the release of their October issue so I don’t have a date of publication for this one. Issue 2k23, vol. vii, no. 3 of Penumbric Speculative Fiction Magazine include an experimental poem of mine, vOoDoo mOtHeR. Yeah, it’s a bit different but I hope you’ll like it.
Ever & always, THANK YOU for looking!
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