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Without You
I was doing just fine, a job, a home,
Timothy Liu
Without Apology
Things happen. We’ve been promised
Annette Barnes
With My Senses in Ruins | Scavenge and Transform
Here’s a recipe for seeing: sleep
Jonathan Weinert
Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot
I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether
M.L. Williams
Winter Landscape with Bird Trap
Only sparrows fly down, crows wait in treetops.
Ron Houchin
Winter | Untitled
Let this winter pass into another winter.
Ester Naomi Perquin
Winkles & Dillisk
Does he suspect the boys
Ron Smith
WINDOWS (after Baudelaire)
You never see as much in an open window as you will looking at it when it’s closed.
J.T. Barbarese
Wind, Blue Sky
I am practicing being
Susan Aizenberg
WILSER LOPEZ WOULD LIKE YOU
to be Wilser Lopez. So be Wilser Lopez
Cynthia Schwartzberg Edlow
Willing
Hidden from all mothers’ eyes by blinded windows
David Thacker
Willie Mays Lives at Adjacent Moments in Time
Because he would be seen
Bruce Smith
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