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walls | uncertain
one morning
Ute von Funcke
Waiting for Someone
Dark gray suit, dark green tie, dark
Matthew Thorburn
Wait a Minute, It’s Simple
As I chewed thoughtful fruit breakfast
Arthur Vogelsang
Voyager parable and Parable of the Little Ghost
Today I am downhearted meaning sunken meaning mired
Leslie Harrison
Vortex Street
I tied my hands behind me so I won’t hurt you.
Page Hill Starzinger
Volumes
Certain mornings you can catch the sound
Jane Satterfield
Voicegrass and Incantation…translated from the Swedish by Bradley Harmon
the word the night bore
Katarina Frostenson
Vita Nova
Born on the outskirts of the Romanian kingdom
Katia Kapovich
VISITORS
Having just arrived, we are walked down a moonless
Jennifer O’Grady
Visitor’s Coming
I’ve laid out
Karl Krolow
Visiting Gertrude Stein in Père-Lachaise
Her stone is not the largest.
Diane Louie
Virginia Woolf: Three Fragments (1910)
i.How much must we carry with us? Must we bear the souls of errand boys, drovers, butchers in bloody smocks, the
Campbell McGrath
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