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DIEU! QU’IL LA FAIT & ON THE RIVERLINE
Would it be cheating
J.T. Barbarese
DHIMITRI
He was a tall man on the edge of the couch
Ani Gjika
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
Destinations
Why is it that the memory my mind chose
Jo-Ann Mort
Desire Corners Me in the Quiet
On the beach, I take self portraits with my eyes closed,
Theo LeGro
DERRIÈRE LE MUR ANTI-BRUIT/PROMENADES EN ÎLE-DE-FRANCE by Chantal Bizzini translated by J. Bradford Anderson
Pourquoi le rez-de-chaussée
Chantal Bizzini
Derealization
I left my body in Barnes & Noble
Julie Heming
Dentist, Mexico, 1959
The room was big, not small.
Alberto Rios
Delilah Miklave
You think that you know baptism
Christine Byrne
DELIBERATE AS THINKING IS THE RAIN
Stepping off the door lintel, down onto the grass as the day closed around us, grass, rising up inside its own squared
Elena Karina Byrne
Delete the Bird
My will was just a constant cuckoo
Elizabeth Metzger
Deciduous (Evening in a Polar Vortex)
Blanket, you hear, means to cover,
Ella Flores
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