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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
Circumference & Earthrise
Vanilla farmers in Madagascar sit in the dark with rifles;
Arthur Sze
Wuhan
Utopia, or dystopia,
Kehan Yu
From the Ass’s Mouth: A Theory of the Leisure Class
Up on stage in the three-quarters empty auditorium,
Tom Sleigh
Until Recently I Had Believed In Something Like Lack | Until Only Last Week I Hadn’t Thought
Until recently I had believed in something like lack
Edward Mayes
Spell
Unlikely find in a thrift store’s back bin:
Hayden Saunier
Alone at 77 & I Arrive at the Scene
Unhungry, he cracks a single egg.
Sydney Lea
She Said She Saw Vowels
underneath her birdfeeder
Angie Estes
Houses
Under the cold light of the chintzy white crown chandelier, I’d lean one upright card again
Alan Shapiro
NOT ALL SKELETONS ARE MUSEUM QUALITY
Under a sky as hazy-blue-polluted
Jay Hopler
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