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Alone at 77 & I Arrive at the Scene
Unhungry, he cracks a single egg.
Sydney Lea
Alone at the New Year
An instant of awe, then, afterwards,
Donald Revell
Always a Woman, a War, or a Lost Cause
That hunched those men over Zorro’s
Nancy Mitchell
Amaryllis
Like the bell of an old Victrola,
Megan Marshall
Ambition
Four in the morning,
Simon Armintage
Ambition and House I Didn’t Mean to Build
In excess always, gorged
Andrew Seguin
America
America, I have a friend for whom everything went south
Kathleen Graber
American Upanishad (IV)
The I is a pillar,
Amit Majmudar
Amsterdam
Your shadow is born new
Bob Hicok
Amusements
These are the long days that fill with night
Ernest Hilbert
An Intimate Moment of Protestant Despair Witnessed on the Four O’ Clock Train
He put down his Wall Street Journal,
Tony Hoagland
An Invasion
We waited and waited, or by we
Chad Parmenter
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