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Delete the Bird
My will was just a constant cuckoo
Elizabeth Metzger
LIMESTONE GHAZAL
My windowsill’s lined with fossils, whorled limestone
Brad Richard
Manet’s Asparagus
Naked as an
Paula Bohince
HER MOUTH
Near the end, her mouth was pinned down
Julie Bruck
Molt & Clean Water Act
Neither here nor there, you don’t fit.
Dore Kiesselbach
Anthropocene
Nesting, the turtle seems to be crying even though she is simply
Nomi Stone
Poem of the Quotidian
Night falls so swiftly in this part of town
Ruy Belo
Les Rochers de Belle-Ile [after the painting by Claude Monet]
No beach here—just the sea
Patricia Clark
Before the rebirth | The harvest field | Song of love present
No flowers here
Andrée Chedid
Halloween
No gazette ran the story,
J.T. Barbarese
Vesuvius
No gazette ran the story,
R.T. Smith
Ophthalmology
No me miras, she said, hiding her face,
Rafael Campo
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