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A Pittsburgh Bakery in Winter
Into Prantl’s, on Walnut Street,
Joseph Bathanti
CROYLAND ABBEY
irrigation or exit
G.C. Waldrep
You Don’t Travel Light, Life
is a cumbersome business.
Olga Maslova
Triangulated
Is it the ship that's moving or the sea that's moving, the tide flowing against the ship?
Alpay Ulku
SPENCER HILL
is steep, so breathing hard we sink down into a front pew,
Annette Barnes
On Chanukah
Isn’t fire itself
Linda Pastan
All the time I pray to Buddha…
Issa, I killed 8 gophers this fall, held
Elizabeth Jacobson
ALCHEMICAL MEDITATION
It abides in secret on my pencil tip—
Daniel Tobin
Even the Gun Does Not Want to be a Gun
It denies the polish
Juan Felipe Herrera
Jukkasjärvi, Sweden | Hämeenkyrö, Finland
It flew like a little bird
Mark Wunderlich
Where Birds Sleep
It goes down and the birds go to sleep.
Carol Potter
The Occupant Imagines the House as a Great Fish & Eight Things…
It has already swallowed a century, each year a silver iridescent scale. For eight, she has lived in its belly,
Jennifer Maier
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