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Wrapped in Paper and String
Monsters crawl in our brains,
Terese Svoboda
Geese
More dream now than memory, though memory is all it is: after an early dinner, I’m dropping them off at their
Alan Shapiro
Four Square and Enthralled
Mornings I’m grateful to my nightly self
Charles O. Hartman
Notes on a 39-Year-Old Body
Most internal organs jiggle and glow and are rosy
Mary Szybist
Poems for the Absent One
Mother death,
Claire Malroux
Woman, Man, Tepoztlán
Mother, today I met a man.
Kristina Andersson Bicher
“Flüchtige monde” / “fugitive moons” translated from the German by Joscha Klueppel
mountains recall their flock of birds. the dear birds,
Yevgeniy Breyger
SUNDAYS | ALONE
Mournful Sunday afternoons in winter,
Georges Rodenbach
MR. DARCY TALKS
Mr. Darcy talks to the same woman
Victoria Chang
Three Poems
Mud to your waist. Beside you, six men probing with broken
Lis Sanchez
A Controlled Substance
My brother is late again, somehow the glass
Brendan Constantine
Elegy & Brooklyn, 1957
My brother told me we would join the Wide
Floyd Skloot
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