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Pitty-Pat
Oleander to the death of horses
Donald Revell
Pip
Withered pip of a boy, now grey and halt
Carol Muske-Dukes
Pink is the Navy Blue of India
Flea market guy tells me the pornos are five dollars
David Kirby
Pierantonio on Being Married to Artemisia Gentileschi the Night She Dances the Ballet: War of Beauty War of Love, 1612
You broke through a bouquet
Kaitlin Rizzo
Pier
If the pier is two hundred and fifty words long, it is important
Carolyn Guinzio
Picking Prunes and The Majestic Theatre
From the ground up is how you rise
D.A. Powell
Pick Me Up
the words love you, friend
Eleni Sikelianos
Picasso & Dora Maar (1942)
Four decades I have lived among the French
Campbell McGrath
Piano Epistemology, Apostrophes and Beauty
I’m pretty sure this piano exists,
Billy Collins
PHYSICS, ETC.
Everything and everybody are always doing something.
Arthur Vogelsang
Physics & Green Room
Was Jesus materializing inside a locked room
Megan Wildwood
Photographs, 1949 | Retiree
In one, they pose, grinning straight at the Kodak,
Sydney Lea
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