In memory of Francy

by Judy Singer

Incandescent forever
Francy 
Reforming heaven, now, 
Look out, falling angels, Francy's
Got your number, wastes no time
Her steel blue eyes twinkle with the stars,
They don't miss much
Her red gold halo askew with glory
She's down to business
No more pain to quench her flame

Pushing Freedom

by Lisa

Escaped at last

po-going pram
skipping mum
light bulb smile

Crashing sounds mute
Feeling sunlight on skin
Unfreezing

shackles unbuckling
with wheels of wind
a child's gleeful gurgle

lightness of her being
shadow chasing
moving on

she smiles at her son
into the cracks of light
pushing a pram of freedom