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Sunday in Connecticut
I drive into town.
Judy Katz
The City translated by Kaveh Bassiri
I dream the city is flying in an airplane
Fereshteh Sari
Four Poems
I don’t like it
Rae Armantrout
To a Man in Rags Holding Out a Cup | A 100-year-old Man Asks Me to Write about Something
I don’t have much
Frannie Lindsay
IT’S 4PM IN THE E.R. AND I AM REARRANGED WITH A SMALL SADNESS
I don't know what made me think
Sonja Halvorson
Potato | The Surface
I do not want to finish my potato,
Martha Rhodes
Thalia
I died with them while they were alive.
Donald Revell
THE LIGHTS ON THE BOATS
I didn’t start this to break anyone’s heart.
C Dale Young
The World As Sound
I didn’t speak until I was five
Michael Simms
Two Poems
I didn't know it then, but we were learning Italian...
Christopher Buckley
What We Do with What We Are
I did not get better.
Elizabeth Metzger
The Window & On Turning 79
I check the den window a few times each day
C. G. Hanzlicek
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