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Two Poems
I had a teacher in a fiction writing class
Jessica Greenbaum
Two Poems
I don’t think I’ll make it,
Page Hill Starzinger
Two Poems
We were sitting and eating
Rachel Hadas
Two Poems
Sometimes the mist our mothers walk through
Sara London
Two Poems
Black, faux-leather cover with gold trim—
Alice Friman
Two Poems
might it not behoove us to retire, to pull away
Bruce Beasley
Two Poems
One summer night I lay down under a yew tree.
Steven Cramer
Two Poems
You’d think somebody would’ve put those six
Ron Smith
Two Poems
Late afternoon, crows still at gossip
Sydney Lea
Two Poems | Kelli Russell Agodon
When you say no worries what you mean is,
Kelli Russell Agodon
Two poems by Adélia Prado (from
Miserere
) translated from Brazilian Portuguese by Ellen Doré Watson
On what might be called a street,
Adélia Prado
Two poems by Gentian Çoçoli, translated from Albanian by the author and Henry Israeli
A hive. Wooden shelter of meaning;
Gentian Çoçoli
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