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Sonnet for a Tall Flower Blooming at Dinnertime
Southern Flower, I want to quote the bard,
Yona Harvey
Song of The Hoarse Bullhorn Holder
I eviscerated Vince, my prized pig, to calm the churning sea
Jennifer L. Knox
Song a Year After My Mother’s Death
I allowed a small song
Carrie Etter
Song
It wasn’t a goat’s head swaying in the tree. It was a ferret
Nicole Callihan
Somewhere in Eastern Europe
It was the year the townsfolk
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Sometimes,
I’ll crumple the paper before beginning to write
Mark Irwin
SOMETHING LIKE A WING
One day they took him in a car all over the country and he hid in his
Robert Clinton
Someone Is Walking the Pig
Someone is walking the pig in our downstairs hallway, where the shops are.
Fleda Brown
Somebody’s Got My Hair | Cuffed
Somebody’s got my hair, I said to my lover, who stood in front of the mirror in a long white t-shirt brushing out her
Jeff Friedman
Some Propositions with Children | Changing the Subject
The child is completely immersed in childhood
Ruy Belo
SOME FAITH
God we need rain. And white flowers.
Barbara Ras
Some Answers
No, I will not change.
Martha Silano
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