Booze and Bobcats by Joni Caggiano

Anguish threw her vile smell around the house like a cat who sprays the coffee pot.  Strings of tension gave rise to erect hair follicles like they always did when something horrible was about to happen.  Mom and my little sister Rosa were nowhere to be found. Dad’s car was parked in the back of…

Known Before Death by Joni Caggiano

ennoble the chaste grandeur words wrap around my neck like a quill and crimson shawl sincere lexes, gilded stardust my heart lay bare to nameless shall you leave me in meadows or make a crown of gardenias to lay upon a place of dubious rest or will this poet’s heart pass the test -JONI CAGGIANO…

Dead Man’s Party by Joni Caggiano

Isabella was having a difficult time breathing.  Every inch of her was crying silently, releasing her anger on the gas pedal.  She restrained herself by pumping the breaks so her husband, Liam, whom she was tailing, would not see her red Tesla. Isabella was a striking woman who loved her husband of twenty years.  She…

Magnolia Seeds by Joni Caggiano

fall tastes like apple pie mixing her colors madly her time too short for young artist’s fresh palette leaves dance in red shades nature tangos on fire skies magnolias spread her seeds birth of new amid her weeds -JONI CAGGIANO Joni’s blog is Rum and Robots, where she has published poetry, photography, and short stories….

I Linger by Joni Caggiano

water wrinkles speaking calmly to me wildly I hunt amid ageless cypress trees flooded with water, their twisted knees devour traveling fresh air  becoming yawning stalactites at night, crimson embers fly skyward as fireflies graze between pines epochs old as men eat flesh from elk shadows like fog slide to meet the clouds hang forlorn…

My First Kiss by Joni Caggiano

freckles rearranging erotic patterns on pale, poreless skin cotton candy, and elephant ears dripping in sugar and butter air shifts smell mixing with scented moments, holds onto life white eyelet dress clings to sun-soaked skin; its holes breathe virgin lips plump, yearn for a first kiss, weary of practicing guilty for praying for my first…

Blue Notes by Joni Caggiano

hearts melting red trickling down hardwoods solitary trumpet blowing blue notes calling dolefully floating through my window, I ensue a corner that may hold a shadow laugh of you cigar smoke lingers in stale air by our old bar trumpet tears create a puddle outside the door cobblestones hold echoes of honest laughter your voice,…

Secret Behind My Dad’s Death by Joni Caggiano

Strange questions were bouncing off the wall when I said goodbye to Dad.  As I lay, the phone down, my intuition was flexing its head like a water moccasin.  I sensed a myriad of harsh realities lurking like monsters in dense fog.  It was a simple lung biopsy, and they had stabilized his blood pressure,…

Noses Bleed White by Joni Caggiano

dahlias budding in arid Culiacan gold and silver shine in your sun   mines giving death to fledglings evil rapes the earth, stealing her bounty pacific wind blows humanity backward  as do closed eyes of stiff cartel coke bleeds noses pink and scarlet death calls naïve lovers in silk sheets as a sex slave dies from…

Son of the Sun by Joni Caggiano

my lingering limbs upon a solitary tree eyes indigo, darting in a hypnotic state heart akin to a hummingbird’s wing Orpheus fashions purity in poetic bliss fish, even rocks move to trade a kiss my unsheathe skin lay on Balkan rock notes from lyre waltz on savory breasts birds kissing his image on the Aegean…

Death of a Stranger by Joni Caggiano

Hearing the rush of nurses heading toward the ICU, I followed the herd.  My youthful intuition was kicking in as an eerie sense of suffocation and dread encircled me.  I suddenly felt like a child waking from a nightmare.  I was already on edge since yesterday having been informed that three nurses were raped in…

The Devil by Joni Caggiano

Mount Ararat holds the wind in the silence of snow peaks where splinters of the ark rub nails creaking in her cypress side hope traversing mountain wafts lavender, jasmine, and wisteria sing woeful at an oath once absolute as God sends a strike of lightening into hell to stoke the firestorm of evil that lurks…

Enigma by Joni Caggiano

fading, my heart envisions a ripe fig molting tan skin lying like a sad mason jar empty, left alone, with a scar odors float like memories sparrows sing their hope your face a repeat movie reel fingers weep aching to feel your body folding into mine tears of laughter jumping rolling over hills of bare…

Thursday’s Special by Joni Caggiano

It was as if the argument earlier today had grown legs and followed me to my rusty red probe. The callous words leaping and reverberating around the entrails of the safe confines of my sanctuary were horrifying.  One and a half hours to travel home, craving that egocentric time.  I turned the radio up even…

Forest of Light by Joni Caggiano

speak to me thru languages of noble trees  seducing flesh softly with feather fingers vast sorrows seen with linking filters of blue sealing eyes, stirring inducing, aching for you birds move with beating hearts, as we rise a doe bends a seedling for a taste of new tears drop on silk pillowcase releasing sigh turtle…

The Phoenix by Joni Caggiano

A serpent turning into a great bird with wings of blue and words I heard killing and blood death and sorrow innocence crying forgetting tomorrow great his sword wings shine white serpent sailing high God’s hand did smite dazzling light rising many souls ascend heaven greets all souls reside within -JONI CAGGIANO Joni’s blog is…