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The Loneliness of His Death
I like to think there’s a place where all the poets go
Sharon Dolin
Family Once Removed and Who Cooks for You?
I like to be alone
Judy Katz
Light and Dark
I like that the word light is powerful and yet so gentle, like a good man.
John Poch
Busy bees | Torture
I like being around people who believe
Bob Hicok
The Summer House
I let the envelope fall to the floor unopened,
Lawrence Raab
After the Paris Bombings
I lent my Daily Missal, which had been published before they dropped the Latin, to Robin. Though she had been
Steve Bradbury
Derealization
I left my body in Barnes & Noble
Julie Heming
Annunciation
I learned to hide the wings, almost immediately,
C Dale Young
VANISHING POINT
I learned it in art class, second grade,
William Trowbridge
Small Hut
I know you only in echo,
Tess Gallagher
Dear American Amnesia
I know you are only trying to make
Denise Duhamel
I Was Reading the Sunlight, I Was Planting the Words on this Page
I know why Cicero says
Stephen Ackerman
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