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Notnames at the Detroit Institute of the Arts and Hell Fuckin’ Yeah: Smackdown vs. Raw
At the Detroit Institute of the Arts the Caravaggio’s no
Jill McDonough
November
Hours ago I was walking with my dog down
Maxine Scates
Nude with Pebbles
Flowers fall. And I noticed
Ralph Angel
Nudes I & II
Once she crosses the threshold
Leeya Mehta
Nurse at a Bus Stop
The slow traffic takes a good long look.
Simon Armintage
Nursing Home
She had dreams fifty years ago
Vijay Seshadri
Oak | Installation
I sat at it, a good table—one of a number
Dore Kiesselbach
Oak Leaves as Young Musicians and Longing
Frosted-glass window lit orange.
Ashley Mabbitt
Obit
At this beat-up plywood slab across the beat-up
Brian Swann
Objects in Mirror Are Larger than They Appear
That beautiful girl on a bicycle smoking a cigarette:
Frannie Lindsay
Observatory at the Prison
The day is warm, so we take chips and pop from the visitation-room vending machines to a
Debra Nystrom
Occupation
As a peeper, some clear night, singing for a star,
Scott Withiam
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