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High Finance
You looked up and saw across the field
Sophie Cabot Black
Post Mortem
You might not see the bodies in the famous photo
William Trowbridge
Hanger
You needed one
Tara Skurtu
Hurricane: Hera | Squall: Echo
You never hear of Ixion, tied to a revolving wheel,
Ange Mlinko
WINDOWS (after Baudelaire)
You never see as much in an open window as you will looking at it when it’s closed.
J.T. Barbarese
Comet
You once filled my night sky.
Zeina Azzam
when it is time
you pass that bridge
Dong Li
Dust
You return with us to the grave,
Hoyt Rogers
safe / harbor / rehab
you said your eyes
Fred Marchant
Sidewinder
You say I rudely cut her off, that you had to apologize,
Page Hill Starzinger
Another Argument with Jim About the Soul
You say I’d know it exists if
Stephen Dunn
Two Poems
You search for the best doctors, try to curb her pain—
Jennifer Franklin
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