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.
spomeniks this brutal(ist) world
words & image — Debbie Strange
the voiceless
peace doves
coo.
— Lynn White
my shadow departs without apologies
— Vijay Prasad
historic
metamorphosis –
Basho’s frog
— Paul Callus
death –
imagine
all the people
making sense of the nonsense — Soumya Mukherjee
life uploaded to the cloud
— Jan Stretch
compassion arrested at the border
Thirsty
AI...
driest
earth. — Partha Sarkar
beside the point melodrama
— Stephanie Zepherelli
mountain boots outrunning a troll— Joanna Ashwell
the sense makes no truth
— Ian Willey
two-party system failure
rich white mendacity
No, More Wars
dripping
oil
— Chen-ou Liu
starfish
neither nor
— Kim Goldberg
every
poem a
jailbreak
this is not a poem — Vishal Prabhu
Code: spring
— Mykyta Ryzhykh
Circus performer eats bear
apocalypse now or never
— thomas david
everything bagel something’s always missing— thomas david
healthcare for all my delusions
— Peter Jastermsky
iso
pod
rolls by
blue
berry
— Shannon Wallace
terror cell checks and balances — Jerome Berglund
Souls?!
In THIS
market?!
— Jerome Berglund
moonshadow the rhetoric of want
— John Pappas
passing us laughing mountain stream
a stone’s throw war gods
— Anne Fox
blood moon no end in
— Sara Winteridge
gnarled tree root broken synapses
— Jessica Swafford
poking the possibly nuclear bear
— Morag Elizabeth Humble
spraying graffiti hair subway mouse
— Douglas J. Lanzo
smols poems eat like popcorn
— Keith Snow
After J. D. Nelson
More buck for your bang? — Keith Snow
the wolf eating grandma dementia
— susan burch
no goals stagnating water
The Beatles warned us
— Scott C. Holstad
the sun whispers remember.
— linda m. crate
vampires gnaw on my brain.
a moon-woman hybrid
— John Grey
measuring
eternity . . .
graveyard sundial
— Bill Waters
after you the new star
— Mona Bedi
commentary reduced to thumbs up
Nothing like mandatory nothing
— Heath Brougher
nuclear but you yawn
— Tiffany Rindler
politically correct bias
— Ravi Kiran
raven's wings painting the dusk
dusk one window still on
— Jacek Margolak
lost stories the mourners weep
— Pris Campbell
life’s story the unsaid
— Arvinder Kaur
all the same no apology
o
g ne
— Noah Berlatsky
questions without answers shooting stars
— Alvin B. Cruz
orbs of starburst hoyas
— Pegah Rahmati Nezhad
Stars are dizzy drunk
— Sarah Mahina Calvello
Turning mess into message
Censorship of spring
February
Poem from nothing — Mykyta Ryzhykh
peevishly published not accepted
— dan smith
his speeches all in con-text
regal sweat on cornered prey
— Melissa Dennison
everything is bad bunny
stars fading to nothing lasts
my life so mid life
shelling peas empty inside
— R.K. Singh
gardening shears
gloved in moonlight
— Joanna Ashwell
the snow moon
holding owl
online scrolling dead seas
— John Hawkhead
deep freeze
the air
italicized
tinkling colonies of intelligent glass
— Richard Magahiz
love my clockwork jellyfish
where
here
ere
re
e
ballot paper or scratchcard? — Oscar Luparia
snowflakes angels appear
— Cezar Ciobîcă
influenczar
new jester emerging foligarchy
come on don’t be koi
oblivion a dream's fading horizon — Alfred Booth
together waiting for your angels
— Alfred Booth
the ventilator exhales autumn wind
— Bryan Rickert
structuring the chaos picnic ants
living or dead winter things — Tony Williams
tachycardia ticking time faster
criminals in every crack down
after the fall body work — Jan Stretch
box turtle thinking outside the…
— Ron Scully
No problem, piece of snake
completely incomplete
doomscrolling avoiding the void
nothing left in the tanka
today’s special crimes against humanity
— Vishal Prabhu
foolishness seeking meaning in life
— Alvaro Carrasquel Gomez
congress one-handed clapping
— Mark Gilbert
color only
seeing
blindness white
no one's perfect first draft
first amendment whatever you say
social media glorification of snark
of mICE not men
rat
not so big
dead
— Bob Carlton
burnt toast : : assuming tundra
— our thomas
e=[run d]mc2
shooting stars
nothing
to wish
— Mona Iordan
text exchange opposable thumbs
— Tim Cremin
ancient starlight modern sky
open gate whirligigs
alone together — Bonnie J Scherer
Scared to fall apart
interviewing myself
I wasn't home
The dove
has flown
away
— LynnWhite
madman changes my mind map
video recordings @ lethal rounds
— Scott Holstad
domino effect
my equilibrium
teetering
— Cynthia Anderson
didn’t the roses let him
strange comfort
in never
— Gloria Glau
my skull a space station — Nicholas De Marino
gut(ted) feeling
— Nicholas De Marino
year of the horse therapy
— Michael Henry Lee
red-ac-dac-dac-dac-dac-ted
skylarking back into blue
birdsong carrying me further
