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Anti-Fundamentalist
I remember that
Reginald Gibbons
But-cept
I recall not wanting my oldest son
Sydney Lea
Refugee & Existential
I read the Spanish for any clue,
Christopher Buckley
Fold
I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I
Charles Bernstein
On Sadness | On Beauty
I noticed something strange and beautiful about the word “sad.”
Kathleen Ossip
Wraith
I never walk past that gate I don’t recall a rifle butt, two sharp yelps,
Davis McCombs
Mowing
I never remember to ask what it is
Maxine Scates
False Darkness
I need the sun to be setting
William Olsen
Annie Fitch’s Duck Sauce
I must be prepared to sit
Sydney Lea
Meeting Shakespeare
I met Shakespeare in a hotel room downtown.
Austen Leah Rose
A Brief Portfolio
I meant to be talking of the huge cargo ship
Joseph Millar
The White Door and White Green Red Tree Stone Sun
I made an offering and left the shore.
Rachel Hadas
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