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I’LL CALL YOU THIS AFTERNOON,
I’ll call you nowhere, now
Angie Estes
I’m Nothing
close to a Zen scholar,
Christopher Buckley
I’m Not Waiting and Out of the Past
I’m no longer waiting for the dunes of Tulum,
Ira Sadoff
I’m a Witch!
It is standard for women
Christopher Crawford
I’ll Hang Around as Long as You Will Let Me
John Prine is dead on TV in the season before trees bear peaches
Jane Springer
I’ll Be Fine
Give or take, without my books
Cynthia Schwartzberg Edlow
I Watch My Neighbor Watch Porn Movies through The Kitchen Window & Moonflaw
while I wash the dishes, the back of his head propped
Dorianne Laux
I was trying to weigh darkness
I was trying to weigh darkness how much does darkness weigh
Martha Silano
I Was Reading the Sunlight, I Was Planting the Words on this Page
I know why Cicero says
Stephen Ackerman
I open the windows.
What I wanted
Jane Hirshfield
I Offer This Container
Monkeys of fresh rage born again—
Jeffrey Skinner
I Like to Tuck a Leaf
of some bright hue, say burgundy mauve,
Patricia Clark
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