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At the Kitchen Sink and While the Cows Stood Still
I stand over the sink
Anne Shafmaster
The Just Measure and Eels
I stay here on the balcony after the rain, peering at the sky of a rocky landscape,
Ioan Flora
A Story about the Bees
I still have the bees
Derek JG Williams
Why I Haven’t “Outgrown Surrealism,” No Matter What That Moron Reviewer Wrote
I still love the sound of breaking,
Dean Young
What Santa Asked When Lord Russell Argued that “Santa Claus” was a Definite Description and not a Referring Expression
I tell my students to heed four things and they will be fine.
Paul Dickey
April
I think I will accept my life, the moment
Maxine Scates
Danger: A Triptych
I thought at first it was a rock, a pebble my own tire had somehow kicked up in a weird curve. I kept driving to my
Denise Duhamel
The Arithmetic Teacher Living in Six Meticulous Fields of Sweet
I thought I heard outdoors
Norman Dubie
Vortex Street
I tied my hands behind me so I won’t hurt you.
Page Hill Starzinger
Two Poems translated from the Arabic by Khaled Mattawa
I told myself, why not
Saadi Youssef
OLD LOVE LETTERS
I too have my stack
Tony Hoagland
EVERY MAP IS AN ISLAND
I turned away from the paper
Wayne Miller
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