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Issue #6 December 2011
Ready to Be the Lover She Remembers Forever
The gods are everywhere
Hsia Yü
Throw it All Away
My granddaughter who. The one alive in speech descends. A plate
Jeffrey Skinner
Ars Poetica
The dark night caught Jerome by surprise
Eduardo Chirinos
Pour Ainsi Dire
Drinking. What is boozing? If not a liquid manner of corresponding, thanks to wine,
Georges Perros
Zodiacal Light: A Dialogue
To see it, you look to the north
Patricia Clark
Plume
The old wheelbarrow aimed like a cannon
Dorianne Laux
Ödön von Horváth | Brief Incident in Short a, Long a, and Schwa | My Friend’s Creation | Contingency (Vs. Necessity)
Cat, gray tabby, calm, watches large, black ant. Man, rapt, stands staring at cat and
Lydia Davis
A Place
As a foreigner, I wasted a lot of energy
Bob Hicok
Preludium
In The Odyssey,
Christina Davis
Of Weeping
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Daniel Bosch
Barrage Balloons, Buck Alec, Bird Flu and You
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Paul Muldoon
In Memory
I remember the night my father died
Floyd Skloot
Vesuvius
No gazette ran the story,
R.T. Smith