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When I first knotted my hair against the coming of winter, I had grown tired of playing jacks and didn’t yet find boys
Carrie Etter
A Brief History
When I close my eyes I can still hear
Christopher Buckley
In the Next Life and The Office of Apology
When I become the most trusted translator of your poems
Jessica Greenbaum
Leopard Goes Through Hell Villanelle
When I am sober my brain calls me names.
Jennifer Michael Hecht
Killer
When he saw me coming
John Skoyles
In a Field, at Sunset
When he asked if I still loved him, I didn’t answer
Carl Phillips
from THE CITY OF PARIS HAS YOU IN MIND TONIGHT
When G died began the midnight panic attacks.
Deborah Landau
The Sudden Walk
When evening comes to find you still
Devin Johnston
A Brief Portfolio
When Doris the hen
R.T. Smith
Death and the Miser
When death comes, it all goes:
Jeff Fearnside
Showering Behind the Zodiac’s Curtain
When blue hangs around me, I am
Diane Wakoski
Survival Rate | 1st Love
When at customs I don’t declare
Fady Joudah
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