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I Decided to Weigh My Head
Was it really as heavy as it felt?
John Brehm
Inner City Canal
This water tumbling over the canal locks
Michael Smith
from Border Crossings
On dark nights when I have no words of my
Dennis Maloney
A Few Years After a Death
Toward sunfall, when I begin to count
Peter Cooley
Feral
Ex. A house. A trampoline. A raised garden bed. A Ford Bronco. A Cabbage Patch doll
Ashley Dailey
Ophelia
Where stars sleep on the calm black waters,
Steve Kronen
Thanksgiving Near Cape Coast & Pine Cones: April 2020
Churning along through viscous mud,
Rachel Hadas
Checkerboard Mesa
Dear mesa, dome of rock, do you remember your deep past?
Robin Rosen Chang
Rain Sonnets
When the bear finally arrives, he’s starving. He wants whatever’s in my little blue basket, the Tupperware and the
Jules Gibbs
Poem to Circe IV
Ancient bronzes, we reached the sea.
José Manuel Cardona
Closed Eye Vision of Independence Day
Dazzled drunks are bent over with laughter,
William Olsen
The Silver Bullet
When I wasn’t washing my hands, I remembered
Lynn Levin
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