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A Story of Mother Mary I Could Believe
The woman who was Mary knew things.
Nin Andrews
A Tall Bird
on the one hand, beauty remains.
Dan Coman
A Terribly Sentimental Fork
As unmined silver,
Amy Gerstler
A Thin Membrane and For the New Parent
I knew she had a glass eye though she never spoke of it
Maria Dylan Himmelman
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
A VARIATION | MY MOTHER BEFORE SHE DIED | HART CRANE
Why ask to know, twin and neighbor,
William Louis-Dreyfus
A Wedding in the Hotel
Sorry, the dining room’s closed:
Chase Twichell
A WOMAN I KNEW ATE FIRE FOR BREAKFAST
And the light would tattoo itself across her mouth
Susan Rich
A Woman in Damascus That Year | While She’s Asleep In Baghdad
Her soul’s in my hand and she knows I’m there
Ghassan Zaqtan
Abbatoir Time
The widower pushed the tailgate shut and fell.
Sydney Lea
ABC Minors
Painted in oils on wood, the entire composition
Linda Bierds
Abend in Skåne | Du, Nachbar Gott | Wie der Wächter
The park is high. As from a house
Rainer Maria Rilke
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