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The Last Time I Saw My Mother Before the Pandemic, #Me Too & Ready
was on Valentine’s Day 2020. The residents who were able to sit up
Denise Duhamel
On the Beach at Divi Bay, St. Martin
Was melancholy yesterday, watching slate-grey clouds
Garrett Hongo
Physics & Green Room
Was Jesus materializing inside a locked room
Megan Wildwood
I Decided to Weigh My Head
Was it really as heavy as it felt?
John Brehm
Stammer (2 pp)
Was I hatched from an egg, fostered by birds
Betsy Sholl
ON EMPATHY
Wary of the verb “empathize”—together with its noun “empathy” and adjective
DeWitt Henry
BUSH | SERIAL
Warms thieves.
Diane Vreuls
Two Poems
War catches a man with a shopping bag
Ludmila Khersonsky
Approximations
Waking up in a borrowed room, in a body
Oksana Maksymchuk
The Cocoon, I Started Slowly & Morning’s Only Yellow
Visiting my cousin’s church I found
Betsy Sholl
A Habitation of Jackals, a Court for Ostriches
Very dark now I put a seed in my mouth but its texture and taste
Timothy Donnelly
Venice is Sinking | Window Shopping
Venice is sinking, Signora. Look –
Helen Bournas-Ney
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