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Fable of Love on Fire

Poetry by Alexander Etheridge

   In another season, another world—
that lost moment, we ran into nights
   of shudder and crucible, autumn

   and oceans—our love
barely risen out of its roots.
   We stepped breathlessly

   into a century of summers.
We watched eternal changes
   of the magic aster flower

   and the magic aspen tree
in the temple of dawns, open on all sides
   to white spangled light—

   Just before black asteroids
crowded our sun. The temple columns
   cracked under ice, and thorny vines

   choked the roads.
As the trees crawled out
   to drown themselves in the tide,

   we began our dying
in the black burning plains,
   our few seconds of love gone

into a child’s book of fables.


Alexander Etheridge has been developing his poems and translations since 1998.  His poems have been featured in Wilderness House Literary Review, Cerasus Journal, The Cafe Review, The Madrigal, Abridged Magazine, Susurrus Magazine, The Journal, and others.  He was the winner of the Struck Match Poetry Prize in 1999.

A moth and her flame

Poetry by Thai Lynne

the children fall asleep
my skin absorbs the violent silence
and I come alive: unfolding, expanding
like a set of lungs, a deep breath
and I exhale stardust and simplicity
but there is a restlessness in letting life decide
which direction to point my painted toes
and when to lean in but my body resists
there is a prickling under my skin
and its name is not Satisfaction
I leave it outside the door with the snow on my boots
and I unfold inside this house that isn’t mine
the flickering heat of the fireplace
is like aloe on my sunburnt skin
soothing the ache beneath and I yearn for the peace
that comes from living with intention
as though I were the architect of my own life
rather than a spectator, and I envy
this house pregnant with purpose
and its name is Contentment
a place where those of us
the weary Empaths, overwhelmed
can curl up with a glass of wine in the hot tub
and flirt with desire and design
and oh! the spicy heat that drowns us
under the burden of a life not fully lived
can either wear the mask of crippling defeat
or shining renaissance
I choose the fire.


Thai Lynne is a stay-at-home mom of three, who works construction part-time with her husband, is pursuing a BA in Creative Writing and a freelance writing career. Her work has appeared in Borrowed Solace MagazineThe Hunger JournalTwist in Time MagazineZimbell House Publishing, Dodging the Rain and elsewhere.  

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