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Over the Bright and Darkened Lands | Out in the Tranquil Bay
I sit in one of the dives.
Kim Addonizio
Over
Suddenly, it’s over, and I hear!
Laura Kasischke
Outhouse with Maggots
Look at us. Please. Do not run away.
Bridget Lowe
Our Bodies Ourselves
No one would sit by Vicky Syme
Angela Sorby
OÚ EST LE CHAT
I can ask this, which is good
Cathleen Calbert
Others & Kents
They stopped the car on the crest of Coleman Valley Road to show his sister and her husband the Pacific view.
Diane K. Martin
Other People’s Pain & Charade
Remember her eating pad thai and grimacing
Adam Scheffler
Other Minds and While
For each word
Rae Armantrout
ORCA and PISMIRE
White Gladis, Gladis Clara, Gladis Filabres, Gladyi Tarij,
Carol Frost
ORACLES | HOME FRONT
Gone, even the singing fountain, here
Ron Smith
Oracle, Mallarmé & Stone
A broken rib could be the sign
Bruce Bond
Ophthalmology
No me miras, she said, hiding her face,
Rafael Campo
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