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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
The Book of Guests
They gamboled toward me on the plain—two lambs
Chard deNiord
The Seven Mysteries of Our-Lady Madonna
They emerge out of distance,
Frances Richey
Bleeding Hearts
They do not fit their given name. They glow
Stephanie Burt
Butchery
They do it right here in the front yard in Wellsville,
Samuel Cheney
Tattoos | Tattoos
They come with stories. Like the woman whose thorny twist
Rebecca Goss
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