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Just Before Sunset in December
It must have something to do with the angle of the earth
Ed Meek
Free Descent
It seemed I had always been kicking
Martha Serpas
Two Views of Bercy
It seems that the sun has stopped and will move no more
Jacques Réda
The Lesson
It seems to me you don’t dare express yourself
Stuart Dybek
Clues from the Animal Kingdom
It seems you’re here again, pitching the weight of the bruise you call a body
Christopher Kennedy
The Other Hemisphere & Like California
It shut us up, the new, dumbed us
Judy Katz
The Bahá’í School
It stood at the top of a steep hill that sloped all the way down to the Pisquataqua River, which even then I knew was tidal.
Lindsay Stuart Hill
In the Vanguard
It takes a few notes, a very few notes, to undo the bare bones of a person. Where formerly we were piecework in a
Ira Sadoff
My Fifth Tattoo at the Darkstar Ink Parlor
It takes a long time to get a tattoo
Alejandro Escudé
On The Calculation of Chances
It takes more than faith
Christopher Buckley
THE FLOWER AT THE END OF THE WORLD
It was a 1954 Ford pickup truck that stopped
T.R. Hummer
Spam Risk
It was always a risk.
Carol Muske-Dukes
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