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Old Lithographed Landscape & Woolgathering
A causeway wavers all the tilted days
Alexander Dickow
OLD HUSBAND’S TALES
I’m one who tells old husbands’ tales, not wives’,
Sydney Lea
Oj Golube, Moj Golube
I was born to pigeons cooing.
Milica Mijatović
Ohio
I will remember you in a Golden Corral after church on a Sunday.
Milica Mijatović
Of Weeping
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Daniel Bosch
Of The Heart, A Hymn & Interracial love affair ended by lynching of a man & let there be a song for zero
Your name is ash
Shamar Hill
Of Silk and Missive & Between Tree and Rocket
Did our adolescent lips heat once or more under one or many star falls between sands on a northern American
Margo Berdeshevsky
Of Shine
What makes it
David Baker
Of Course
If I wake at 3, ephemerality
Sydney Lea
Of All the Birds
The magpie I like least,
Andrew Motion
Odyssey to the Self: Seven Minutes with Susan Rich and Nancy Mitchell
When my mother took out the small skillet, black and flecked
Susan Rich
Ödön von Horváth | Brief Incident in Short a, Long a, and Schwa | My Friend’s Creation | Contingency (Vs. Necessity)
Cat, gray tabby, calm, watches large, black ant. Man, rapt, stands staring at cat and
Lydia Davis
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