Billy Wikol

Within the kitchen sink,

bubbly bubbles within the soap

were ready to do their magic. 

The soap casts spells 

that sent the dirty germs away. 

Along with the help from the dragons of hands,

they sent all the germs away until…

Oh no. 

The biggest and most powerful beast of them all appeared. 

This is going to take some work. 

The wizards cast all that they got. 

The dragons bite the beast with all of his might. 

Until they did it. 

They won. 

It overjoyed the bubbles with excitement. 

The dragon pulls a clog? 

The wizards wave goodbye as they go into the portal. 

The dragons wave back?

Yes? No? Maybe?  

Knowing what’s next tomorrow, 

after a slumber in their cave. 

A Blade in a Palm

August Wardwell

I sleep in my cozy sheath

Warm leather and secure

I feel safe from the battle

that I am to be subjected to

He takes me out again

I feel the sharp flash of a slash

the wind itself is being split by me.

Against my will

He is struck down in battle

I feel the thud of my metal against the earth

and the cold blood on me.

I feel the grass on my body

I am saddened by the loss of my friend

who never knew me but cared so deeply.

I am passed to his son and forced to watch

my dearest friend leave.

I wake up and am in darkness

my metal having no reflection or direction.

I start to feel relief as I realize where I am.

I am in the lost clutter of a box

This void gives me comfort

That I will never be used

at least for a while.

And I can be comforted by the nothingness.