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The Look
I’ll never tell Ethan I listen to him sing
Steven Cramer
Letter to Jed from Niebla
I’ll write you about being a stranger, as I am also
Jessica Greenbaum
Poem
I’m going to pretend I’m a painter and just
Jeffrey Harrison
Diptych
I’m hammering nails into the stretchers,
Alice Rose George
In which I am confronted by a superhero
I’m hitting fast forward to skip the gruesome bits of an Icelandic mystery
Olya Kenney
First Days at the Conservancy
I’m looking out the window—Paula’s window—
Carol Moldaw
I’m Not Waiting and Out of the Past
I’m no longer waiting for the dunes of Tulum,
Ira Sadoff
Three Poems Translated by Brian Henry
I’m not my own bacterium,
Tomaž Šalamun
Scales
I’m off in sixteen different directions
Carol Moldaw
OLD HUSBAND’S TALES
I’m one who tells old husbands’ tales, not wives’,
Sydney Lea
Piano Epistemology, Apostrophes and Beauty
I’m pretty sure this piano exists,
Billy Collins
Museling, a Pastoral
I’m reading a poem by a young woman,
Leonard Kress
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