smols is an eclectic poetry journal featuring ultra-shorts, five words max. No themes. Submit up to five untitled pieces. Email to fivefleasitchypoetry@gmail.com with smols as your subject.
we only
planted one . . .
zucchini!
~Debbie Strange
technicallyitsstilloneword
~Alper Ghuchlu
Journey -
There
and
Back
Again
~Julie Parker-Kinsey
wOe
~Sarah Paris
Stars the rest is silent
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
surrounded but still unseen
reflecting lies
quantum dawning over the algorithm
~Vishal Prabhu
controlling the narrative desert wind
~Vandana Parashar
with a mind of its own wildfire
transcending a problem artichoke ~Stephen Toft
Rain wash my blues away
A thread worth pulling on
Fly speck biscuits of childhood
Be my fancy fig newton
fan setting
poetry form
haikool
~Keith Snow
One and a half entendres?
force of nature forces issue
~Nicholas De Marino
too particu(late)
~Reid Hepworth
his farewell speech
quacking duck
~Albert Schlaht
thunder clap the house blinks
~Maxianne Berger
dearly bee-loved flowers
~John H. Dromey
Ambidextrous:
both hands
be write
~Laelette Vanhook
fairy star within me
~Joanna Ashwell
twins in the suspect lineup
~Ravi Kiran
the flavor
of regret
habanero
~Tré
IN
UN
(Out)
DATED
Story