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Gender Reveal and Abecedarian Re: Actually, I Don’t Go By Mom
On the doctor’s scale, baby pulls at his penis: crenellated shaft with all color blown out
Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers
MISSA CORONA SPINEA Good Friday, Macomb County
On one side of one dumpster
Greg Sendi
No use
On October 21, 1962, Sylvia Plath wrote one poem that became two.
Kathleen Ossip
Old Sweater | Alongside
On November 21, in late afternoon, I open the bottom drawer of my bureau
Rachel Careau
Vega
On my bed in late afternoon I am listening
Brian Swann
Shakedown, Sleeping Mother and The Touch
On Main Street, two cops stop me in front of the tire store. One is big and burly and the other is lean
Jeff Friedman
Locked Gate
On December 19, 1980
Susan Gardner
from Border Crossings
On dark nights when I have no words of my
Dennis Maloney
Pitty-Pat
Oleander to the death of horses
Donald Revell
Early Christianity: A Poem | Rome
OK, says James, let them keep their foreskins.
Ron Smith
Pet of the Week
Oh, Salsa, I too
Cathleen Calbert
A Canticle Rehearsal in The Temple and The Waters Do Not Return, Even to Meribà
Oh, I am tired of my land,
Salvador Espriu
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