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Sounds Like Love
A spacial infirmity
Charlie Smith
Soup Teachers
we called them, the women who stood behind
Thomas Lux
Sources And Outcomes & Through The Hospital Corridor
Too many moons crossing in solitude
Dennis Sampson
South Hole
So worship fire.
G.C. Waldrep
Spam Risk
It was always a risk.
Carol Muske-Dukes
spattered measure
what beauty O sad world through answers
Shira Dentz
Spectacle | Dear Bathtub | Freeway
Your eyewear and my eyewear,
Sherman Alexie
Speculation on the Absent God
As if abandoned
Eric Pankey
Spell
Unlikely find in a thrift store’s back bin:
Hayden Saunier
Spelling / Complication
Serious injuries only! Strange
Albert Goldbarth
SPENCER HILL
is steep, so breathing hard we sink down into a front pew,
Annette Barnes
Spit
Some progress is anything but.
David Rivard
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