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The Book of Before All This
They're retrieving what's retrievable.
Marianne Boruch
Caravaggio’s Supper
They were tired and hungry when they found themselves just outside the village now known as
Sandra M. Gilbert
Three Poems
They watch her watching them, the spirits.
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
THE HEAD TRANSPLANT
They walk in and out of the room,
Marianne Boruch
Norumbega Park
They used to say the name was Viking
Scott Harney
Others & Kents
They stopped the car on the crest of Coleman Valley Road to show his sister and her husband the Pacific view.
Diane K. Martin
The Cormorant
They slip the string
Lee Upton
Arrow Boy
They see her as a genie in a pager.
Martha Serpas
The Transit Hall on Pier 86
They say there’s a place in the brain for faces
Hilde Weisert
Before They Came For Us | Civilian Exiting the Facilities | Table for Six
They met in the woods below our homes, brought their sawed-off shotguns and
Idra Novey
PASSING
They lay the old woman in the back seat of a car,
T.R. Hummer
God-Box
They give us a white cube, a paper box,
Mark Doty
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