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Perfect Air
Put book down
Ted Greenwald
Personal Life | I, Too, Arrived Here in the End | Godard
The universe is vast and boundless
Hsia Yü
Perspective and Day Sex Ode
I have often confused the expression center of gravity, first
Kathy Fagan
Pet of the Week
Oh, Salsa, I too
Cathleen Calbert
PET SOUNDS
The summer I bought Pet Sounds at G.C. Murphy’s, I hadn’t gone a block from the store when on impulse I smashed
J.T. Barbarese
Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan
The high column and the green laurel
Francesco Petrarca
PHAROAH
Whenever we were out on the dance floor, I always looked at your face, while you looked downward, inward, at
Paul Lisicky
Phoenix Hairpin Terrace
Yes Feng-huang plus three syllables
Karen An-hwei Lee
Photographer’s Song & Nothing Song
Standing in the shade,
Don Bogen
Photographs, 1949 | Retiree
In one, they pose, grinning straight at the Kodak,
Sydney Lea
Physics & Green Room
Was Jesus materializing inside a locked room
Megan Wildwood
PHYSICS, ETC.
Everything and everybody are always doing something.
Arthur Vogelsang
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