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Heroic Register
I imagine a bed in the middle of a room.
Griffin Brown
Note to Thomas Stearns Eliot
I just dared to eat
Billy Collins
From the grab bag of desire
I keep meaning to walk up to you,
Bob Hicok
Fable 7, 8 & 9
I knew a boy with swastikas on his sneakers. I never knew the story.
Bruce Bond
SOLILOQUY OF A TORNADO IN THE DISTANCE
I knew a girl once
Bruce Bond
A Thin Membrane and For the New Parent
I knew she had a glass eye though she never spoke of it
Maria Dylan Himmelman
The Dirty Orgasm, The Eleanor Ross Taylor Poems & Aren’t You Ashamed
I know what you think. I’m the orgasm poet. I have nothing else to write about. I should stop.
Nin Andrews
I Was Reading the Sunlight, I Was Planting the Words on this Page
I know why Cicero says
Stephen Ackerman
Dear American Amnesia
I know you are only trying to make
Denise Duhamel
Small Hut
I know you only in echo,
Tess Gallagher
VANISHING POINT
I learned it in art class, second grade,
William Trowbridge
Annunciation
I learned to hide the wings, almost immediately,
C Dale Young
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