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Separate Cars
Just happens is what I fear most. A couple grown insular,
Scott Withiam
Separation
Slumbering suburbs, calm depths of summer.
Ramón García
Sequoia
Immune to lightning and Arctic cold,
Nancy Naomi Carlson
Serial
I figure four times, you make it five
Andrew Wachtel
Sestina
The time is naturally over. It is another morning. Lie
Leah Umansky
Seven Minutes with Afaa Weaver and Nancy Mitchell
Were it not for his silver hair
Afaa Michael Weaver
Seven Minutes with Mary Halvorson: Poetry and Jazz, Hand in Hand
Artlessly falling through overstretched arms delivers the night underground, a hole
Mary Halvorson
Seventh Circle
And after the fight the moment of awakening
Tom Sleigh
Shaft of Light
Smile behind the lips
Hélène Cardona
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
SHALL BEAR UPON HIS SHOULDER IN THE TWILIGHT
Reaching from history, that alpenglow, towards the dead whose clothes I wear
G.C. Waldrep
Shame
Why did I want a Queen Conch shell
Sandy Solomon
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