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In a Field, at Sunset
When he asked if I still loved him, I didn’t answer
Carl Phillips
Killer
When he saw me coming
John Skoyles
Leopard Goes Through Hell Villanelle
When I am sober my brain calls me names.
Jennifer Michael Hecht
In the Next Life and The Office of Apology
When I become the most trusted translator of your poems
Jessica Greenbaum
Plait
When I first knotted my hair against the coming of winter, I had grown tired of playing jacks and didn’t yet find boys
Carrie Etter
The Shell
When I picked it up from the sand
J. Allyn Rosser
The Ant’s Plunder
When I stuck out my hand to grab the iron door handle, a hidden ant attacked my right
Xi Chuan
What is Unknown
When I tell her I’ve fallen for What Is Unknown, my mother’s face brightens. “She’ll be a good girlfriend for you,”
David Huddle
Sharp Noises at Night
When I travel to the Midwest, trains
Marge Piercy
My Polish and Another Poem
When I try to thank it, it shushes me. Then illuminates my way to the Exit.
Rick Hilles
Soul Mate
When I was a girl, I had a dirty soul.
Nin Andrews
For D, reading poems
When I was a kid, only a flu could buy me
Jane Zwart
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