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Three Poems
I had not thought of her until many years later driving on White Lightning Road with my son.
Cleopatra Mathis
Three Poems
Somewhere in Brooklyn, a nurse walks out of the hospital where I was born,
Gerry LaFemina
Three Poems
We're headed to a stack of paper we call a reem
Kimiko Hahn
Three Poems
I never saw the children who lived next door,
Andrea Cohen
Three Poems
It was a beauty, made by the Hmong in Laos
Julie Bruck
Three Poems
Fish-shaped, dark brown,
Gary Soto
Three Poems
I remember a ditch of cattails, learning their names. How they rose by the bridge
Jane Springer
Three Poems
There, roots are
Gregory Orr
Three Poems
A neighbor called me about the neighbors in the blue house between us.
David Baker
Three Poems
You suckered me, Legs—
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Three Poems
I am apprehensive tonight as if the fog from the drive
Jennifer Franklin
Three Poems
‘On the nose’ means obvious
Rae Armantrout
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