Through the Night whatever danger quietly hovers close a crack in the secret brushes through the night slides lightly across our world only the moon holds some faith shudders and wishes finding whatever is there—whatever choices are hidden Kayla “How can we not love this world for what it gives us? How can we not hate it for what it takes away?” —Stephen Dobyns Had it worked well, even once, that idea…that dream? Sure, there was danger—a turnover yet somewhere a promise. So… she stayed, this young aid worker reaching to help lending a hand committed and strong. She believed in the difference one person made. She was one… just one who tried. (For Kayla Mueller, Aid Worker, age 26)
A City Turning Its Back
this wasn‘t an accident.
We watched the afternoons
arrive carved up, staunching a wound
with just enough indifference.
while a city makes the most of losing.
We watch now
from the other shore . . .
your flames say everything.
Judy DeCroce is an educator, poet/flash fiction writer and avid reader whose works have been published by Plato’s Cave online, Pilcrow & Dagger, Amethyst Review, Tigershark Publishing, The BeZine and many others. As a professional storyteller and teacher of that genre, she also offers, workshops in flash fiction. Judy lives and works in upstate New York with her husband poet/artist, Antoni Ooto.
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