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  April 2019
volume 16 number 1
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  Michelle Angelini
  luis cuauhtemoc berriozabal
  Jack G. Bowman
  Lynne Bronstein
  Deborah Edler Brown
  Anna Cates
  Beverly M. Collins
  Chella Courington
  David Flynn
  Paul Hellweg
  Glenn Ingersoll
  Scott C. Kaestner
  lalo kikiriki
  John Leonard
  Cynthia Linville
  Marieta Maglas
  Xavier McIves
  Scott Thomas Outlar
  bc petrakos
  Diana Rosen
  Walter Ruhlmann
  David Scriven
  Megha Sood
  Terrence Sykes
  Perry Terrell
  Tim Tipton
  Davide Trame
  Roman Tunkel
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Michelle Angelini
April 2019



art by sonjaye maurya

    Michelle Angelini is a writer who lives in East Hollywood, CA She has been published in various San Gabriel Valley poetry quarterlies and calendars. Her own self-published book is called Between Silence and Sound, featuring Michelle’s poetry and photographs. When taking photos, she likes a variety of subjects, but mostly nature and animals. Sasha, her cat, helps edit her writing.




as breezes sway the palm leaves,
i sit with a cup of tea in my hand
and a cat by my side
my mind drifts back to
other cats,
other places,
other cups of tea,
and other people

i, with friends,
gathered to discuss our felines,
our loves or lack of them,
and the state of our affairs
in a world which, at the time,
appeared steadier

maybe three thousand miles
wasn’t such a long way then
now it feels like twice the distance
to the moon
people who were once
in my life, are gone,
whether the friendship ran its course
or they passed from this earth

when i watch those who walk
by through my window, life
appears so different
people talk to each other less intimately,
only a greeting tossed out
that often means little,
or may not even be heard

still, the cups of tea have become
cups of coffee and the cat
lays by my side
and the conversations with friends
are not done face to face

when i think on these things
i wonder if there is any
constancy upon which i can
base my life

copyright 2019 Michelle Angelini