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I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I
Charles Bernstein
Refugee & Existential
I read the Spanish for any clue,
Christopher Buckley
But-cept
I recall not wanting my oldest son
Sydney Lea
Anti-Fundamentalist
I remember that
Reginald Gibbons
In Memory
I remember the night my father died
Floyd Skloot
Eating the Madeleine
I remember the scut of it:
Jan Freeman
Forced March
I remembered it wrong, the scene in the film
Susan Aizenberg
A Brief Portfolio
I remembered one day when I was new to that part of the city
Jessica Greenbaum
A Brief Portfolio
I said goodbye to a friend who left a hole filled
Bruce Bond
Oak | Installation
I sat at it, a good table—one of a number
Dore Kiesselbach
Three Poems
I sat in the late day sun
Jessica Greenbaum
AT THE SLEEP CLINIC
I sat in the parking lot of the sleep clinic
Chard deNiord
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