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Post Structuralism
But the first idea was not to shape the clouds
Christopher Buckley
Bear Sometimes Thinks He’s Dead & Shelf Life
But lately he’s observed the Hermit Thrush
David Huddle
Untitled
But here in the city there are signs and crowds in the street
Ralph Angel
The Albino Squirrel
Bury it, I said. In the field. No,
Clare Rossini
Bunch of Asparagus and Asparagus
Bundle on a wet bed
Daniel Bosch
How the West Was Won and Crack in the World
Build a garage on the roof
Fortunato Salazar
Cry
Bring back our dresses untorn
Frannie Lindsay
Cry
Bring back our dresses untorn
Frannie Lindsay
Chronoscope 241: Briefly
Briefly: the glare sun below the clouds
John Walser
Essay: Domestic
Brassiere
Chelsea Wagenaar
The List
Branches shiver as if a wand
John Skoyles
Vita Nova
Born on the outskirts of the Romanian kingdom
Katia Kapovich
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