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Hogmanay, Edinburgh
Past the iron fence on Princes Street
Stewart Moss
Holiday Candle
Thank you for your kind gift
Stewart Moss
Holy Day
A holy day
Keith Althaus
Home
Those last days in Hollywood—
Dana Goodyear
Home Life
I was sitting still in an armchair
Billy Collins
Home-Boys: Baby & Me (a Sapphic)
Ex-gang members. Driveby days over. Zero
Carol Muske-Dukes
Honest Orbit
For weeks I sift in vast exits
Lauren Camp
Honey
Strange music of our Emily —
Cecilia Woloch
Honor Guard
Who does this body
D.A. Powell
Horoscope and American Upanishad
Two hearts can charge the moment they meet,
Amit Majmudar
Hostile Takeover
Cheeks puffed, she’s looking up at a horizontal
Alan Shapiro
Hotline
The calls came in around the clock. A nunnery in Nova Scotia with a broken clavichord.
Brian Barker
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