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Three Poems
I dropped a sprig of laurel into your grave
Karl Kirchwey
Three Poems
Heat, filthy, gut-sick heat in my city’s cobblestone streets.
Teresa Cader
Three Poems
I gave my mother
Clare Rossini
Three Poems
I sat in the late day sun
Jessica Greenbaum
Three Poems
They watch her watching them, the spirits.
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Three Poems
His Majesty’s flock of Spanish sheep at Kew is most grievously afflicted...
Rachel Careau
Three Poems
After we moved to Tiny Town, Mom started selling huge Egyptian harps that were larger than the tiny houses.
Jeff Friedman and Meg Pokrass
Three Poems
“Today we shall begin discussing Longinus’ treatise On the Sublime.”
David Dominguez
Three Poems
Lavishly robed and turbaned, the palmist
Robert Wrigley
Three Poems
came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her
Elena Karina Byrne
Three Orgasm Poems
She thinks success would be her best revenge. It’s not enough for her now, merely to be alive. Or to feel bliss in brief
Nin Andrews
Three More Claims to Fame
Claim to Fame #7 : Early Boyfriend
Lydia Davis

Three Poems