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Gonzalez-Torres at the Solstice and Why they Revere the Alcoholic Neighbor
Everyone guzzled what light there was leftover,
Merridawn Duckler
Insomnia, A Love Story
Everybody sleeps. Our poem starts with that premise.
Nicole Cooley and Peter Cooley
Three Poems
Every time I try to walk
Carolyn Guinzio
Same Screen
Every summer the students at the Bread Loaf School of English
Rachel Hadas
Florida
Every beauty barbed, from the tiniest mites
Kimberly Johnson
On My Diagnosis of Pulsatile Tinnitus
Ever since I started hearing my heart
Jessica Goodfellow
Early Explorers Sometimes Carried Watermelons Instead of Canteens & Close Your Eyes
Ever cut open a watermelon
Katharine Rauk
FIREFLIES
Evenings when the children
Jennifer O’Grady
Joy
Even when the gods have driven you
Dorianne Laux
Getting Old, Thinking of Keats
Even though I’m old now
Gregory Orr
Wozzeck | Casualty
Even the toneless whisper finds its cradle, its home,
Bruce Bond
WOMAN CAVE | MODERN ORIGAMI
Even at my most primitive
Jules Gibbs
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