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Cataclysmic Paternity
There’s the you at birth and the you that’s taught and the you you concocted.
Daniel Meltz
Amusements
These are the long days that fill with night
Ernest Hilbert
Pandemic Fugue
These are the skies of my childhood
Jody Bolz
When My Son Is Dead 14 Years
These are the years I bargain with God.
Alexis Rhone Fancher
The Palm Reader & Fire Horse
These blithe lines
Ekiwah Adler-Belendez
Three Poems
These dead again and again
Simon Perchik
(Blessed Are) They Who Preserve
These glass jars are houses for little Human Acts.
Danielle Blau
Bruised Fruit
These sun-poached pages like an old address book
W.S. Di Piero
Weather Report
These white stripes of day achieve
Grace Cavalieri
Che Fai Di Bello
They are burning the fields in
Angie Estes
The Poets
They are farmers, really--
Linda Pastan
Memento Mori: Northern White Rhinos
They are grey, big as boulders,
Jennifer Franklin
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