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Fake Lemon Tree on a November Day in a Boat Depot in Chelsea
O lemon tree, how you emerge, distinct from everything
Helen Bournas-Ney
Fairy Tale
Would that squat toad, before my eyes,
William Wenthe
Failure, an Update
The question is how long will she sit there
Jeffrey Skinner
Fado Tropical
O mundo do rio
Mary Mackey
Fable 7, 8 & 9
I knew a boy with swastikas on his sneakers. I never knew the story.
Bruce Bond
Extreme Close-up
All the things I love about his face come from movement:
Susan Rich
Exodus and At the Wilderness
There is a certain safety from predator and love
Kwame Dawes
Exclusive Beautiful Grapheme War
history means touch, bodies
G.C. Waldrep
Excerpts from Little Goldie in America
One more day, one more hour, play the good pig.
Nance Van Winckel
Excerpt from poem by Im Yunjidang translated from Hanja (via modern Korean) by Suphil Lee Park
This shapeless blade
Im Yunjidang
EVERY MAP IS AN ISLAND
I turned away from the paper
Wayne Miller
Ever Wish We’d Gone Beyond Being Friends? and My Auto Dealership
You asked. I’m remembering the vacation island
Scott Withiam
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