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The Museum of Mortal Sins | Soul
We stood up to our waists in the icy water
Anzhelina Polonskaya
Fresco
We stayed in a monastery cut up into condos, ours with a terrace of dried-up papery roses overlooking Fiesole.
Idris Anderson
Berlin
We see the public statues
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Thetis
We see her through her element, not
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Valediction in Guatemala
We say goodbye in front
Susan Fuchtman
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
CREATION MYTH
We never expected this. Shapes
Danielle Blau
NIGHT COMMUNION
We met at the revolving hotel door. You’d shaved
Tara Skurtu
LIGHT OF THE MOON, PATRIMONY, AN UNWANTED LIGHT
We listened as a pair of owls rousted
Robert Wrigley
Undelivered letter from the Rev. Charles Smale to The Times, 1874 | Xiuhmolpilli, or The Binding of the Years, November 1507*
We have spent too long debating Darwin in these pages
Jonathan Taylor
DOG CITY
We have seen you following the scent—
Carol Frost
On the Banks of the Allegheny
We had started over again—
William Logan
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