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Lunar Light
Journal of Arts and Literature
Reflections, illuminations, insights, and fanciful ponderings for your delight.
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![The Cycle](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1723673088519-RMVN1ER8L7T7EIDHV3HC/unsplash-image-qkfxBc2NQ18.jpg)
![The Roads: Assassination of Black Men (Part II)](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1717183500296-K6F52GXWO8T65XHY5TQV/image-asset.jpeg)
The Roads: Assassination of Black Men (Part II)
EXCITEMENT FILLED US ON THE DAY OF THE PARTY. Mena had purchased new clothes for the three of us because we would attend the party too. Even then, she was exhibiting signs of the fashionista she would become later in life as our financial picture improved. She dressed Malcolm and BB in little boy versions of the popular suit with fitted legs that made them resemble mini Temptations…
![My Heart Beats](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1706986195734-DGVTZ5726EFC03AHTKT9/image-asset.jpeg)
My Heart Beats
My Heart Beats
but time moves
My heart beats
the clock ticks
things change forever
and forever stay the same…
![Jaguar Song: Poetry & Art by Sarah Burkle](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/3593a68e-51a9-4c68-837a-4e95dd56623d/Picture1.jpg)
Jaguar Song: Poetry & Art by Sarah Burkle
Her black fur glistens
Even in the dark of the moon
The low growl rumbling in soft waves…
![Assassination of Black Men (Part I), Virjena Whitehead](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1716562842993-9IOMTDUUZQ95GGMULYYU/image-asset.jpeg)
Assassination of Black Men (Part I), Virjena Whitehead
IN APRIL OF 1968, I LIVED IN LITTLE ROCK, ARKANSAS, with my mother and two brothers. Von had been sent to Vietnam after he left Germany, so Mena returned to Arkansas and found an apartment in the projects. We didn’t know it, but we were there on the first of what would become a new typical holding pattern for us. The U.S. Army may have drafted Von, but he would voluntarily make it his career. As such, we would spend the next ten years moving from pillar to post…
![Birdie, by Tressa Brittin Berman](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/8e18ae79-3423-44b3-971d-82a982f58498/GeeseInFlight+GaryGeff2001.jpg)
Birdie, by Tressa Brittin Berman
Now I am going to tell a story. What they used to tell about.
—Ella P. Waters
If it wasn’t for Birdie, daughter of Matilda Waters, great-grand-daughter of Sitting Bear, I would not have touched into that small opening that held me to this place from the inside…
![Moon Blood: Art by Bhavana Gesota](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1712951750269-BKL0DZY9DZXTJZ5MI2A6/2016+Peru+MoonBlood+Paper+Gouache.jpg)
Moon Blood: Art by Bhavana Gesota
“Between the black and white,
Lie a multitude of colors.
White.
Refracted through the prism of—
thoughts, feelings, emotions.
Experiences.
Subjective.
Leaving the prism
To dissolve into nothingness.
Into the black.
Rendering the story irrelevant.
What remains is the outcome,
to be felt.
Welcome to my color palette.”
—Bhavana Gesota
![Sister Hunting, by Keith Gaboury](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/c0b89b0c-9496-48b5-86e5-c06baac73f65/image-asset.jpg)
Sister Hunting, by Keith Gaboury
When the Sunday morning sun
hands out sunburns
like maternity ward newborns,
I sprint through
that neonate heat…
![I Shall Call You, by Kimberly Satterfield](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1707931411150-DOYMS41H66U9BGLXFH6L/image-asset.jpeg)
I Shall Call You, by Kimberly Satterfield
You have so many names, 108?
What should I call you?
Great Mother, Divine Mother—
Using a well-worn salutation feels lazy…
![A Finger Skyscraper, by Keith Gaboury](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/128fedf4-e63e-4341-b163-6f2038629efd/image-asset.jpg)
A Finger Skyscraper, by Keith Gaboury
I know I’m unremarkable.
I’m one of 8 billion human beings
all with a pulse
vibrating through limbed consciousness…
![Bending to the Day, by Kimberly Satterfield](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1707930590543-V2AI8OFJWW5P1XPOPKKV/image-asset.jpeg)
Bending to the Day, by Kimberly Satterfield
Wrap me in a shawl of
no expectation,
a blue shawl
with green metallic thread…
![Artwork by Brian Wilson](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1705944368467-SGSSR7ZOW0FK70ESUSIY/Copy+of+File_001%281%29.jpeg)
Artwork by Brian Wilson
Brian Wilson is a printmaker based in the city of Oakland, California whose work speaks to the intersection of nature and human innovation. Specializing in linocut, risograph, and woodcut, Wilson harnesses these mediums to explore themes of nature's beauty and power, finding beauty particularly in the moments where nature begins to reclaim what was once constructed by human hands…
![Wonderfully Weird: Gregangelo Museum…](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1707758871518-GFGTXTN8CYISGNEIE8WC/Welcome.png)
Wonderfully Weird: Gregangelo Museum…
GET READY FOR A VISUAL TREAT because a truly marvelously weird San Francisco experience awaits, the Gregangelo Museum. Nestled in a lovely quiet neighborhood in San Francisco, the museum has become a magical hidden beacon amongst an enchanted fairy grove full of wonders…
![OCD’s Got This, by Cy Anne](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1704742949001-MR4ESRI3E6A3LL1SATJL/image-asset.jpeg)
OCD’s Got This, by Cy Anne
I often deal with problems
by saying “I got this.”
This is a lie. I do not got this…
![Your Name, by Jennifer Mills Kerr](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1706546658022-9V7C9JPCQFO7NGSM68TW/image-asset.jpeg)
Your Name, by Jennifer Mills Kerr
Heavy on my tongue,
hard candy that doesn’t
melt or sweeten,
the taste of old pennies
in spring water…
![Poetry & Photography by Idlore Eroldi](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/33a34295-f11b-4da8-866a-577f3f146e1b/Pareidolia.Idlore.jpg)
Poetry & Photography by Idlore Eroldi
I let the room fill with smoke, from me and the hearth,
for its warmth and musk.
I let my heart get filled with emotion, from building memories upon memories…
![A New Unique Literary Journal: WordSwell](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1706550031677-8I7W683IEXIECJZ92VQ6/Logo_circle+soft+edges_created+by+Idlore+Eroldi.png)
A New Unique Literary Journal: WordSwell
Creatives, get ready with your poetry, prose, and artwork! There’s a new literary journal now accepting provocative poetry, prose, and artwork submissions…
![Shane Michael Close: Illuminating Paths with Positivity](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1711753398501-KLIYB92UCEN1ERG4YSOM/image-asset.jpeg)
Shane Michael Close: Illuminating Paths with Positivity
Where to begin?
If I won
I would pay it forward
I would not worry
I could share it…
![Our Lunar Daughter, by Keith Gaboury](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/72042657-6c1d-4c07-b173-179347e2c3a2/image-asset.jpg)
Our Lunar Daughter, by Keith Gaboury
Our Lunar Daughter
our new moon daughter
descended from an orbiting perch
nine months ago…
![Capricorn New Moon, Poetry by Jacqueline Lasahn](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/650d04c10ebf8111de933779/1705940209994-8ZKQJRT2E2JZQ5UACI2R/Lisha+by+Janie+Olsen_artwork+for+Jacqueline+post.png)
Capricorn New Moon, Poetry by Jacqueline Lasahn
New year, new moon.
Feet on the ground.
Precious life. Precious earth.
Hands on responsibility…
“The darkness in you will begin to glow, and you will see clearly... If you will light your lamp you can gaze far over the ocean and even embark on it. Sitting in your chair you can travel farther than ever...”
Art by Sarah Burkle