“Childless Tents” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025 Now Live on HotelMasticadores

 Childless Tents Kisses like sun dropsdipped in sweet pollen,play youthful cheeksplump with wonder. Faithless somber notesof sorrow yet tarrylost atop the velvet backof an anxious Buckeye. Goldenrod is changingfor Fall calls her new palette,and aging fawns in toastedwoods, seek their lost spots. Funnel spiders dot lawnslike lifeless, white hair-nets perched as childless tentson strands of fading…

Silent Summer

numbers dance in a blue sunsetdisappearing with the smell of youdistance between your front teethmine the same, a photograph of usour tears severing the stem of trust hearts dancing, our hide and seeklaughing in between seaweed gemssummers turning to dots on the wallsinging with bubbles, silence speaksmy love now, stem cut, gone for weeks  …