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Observatory at the Prison
The day is warm, so we take chips and pop from the visitation-room vending machines to a
Debra Nystrom
LA LONGUE DURÉE
It’s a far cry from the blaze we light
Angie Estes
Our Bodies Ourselves
No one would sit by Vicky Syme
Angela Sorby
Dear— and On Misreading a Line by Mario de Andrade
Scorch splinter shard and itch Dear glitch
Betsy Sholl
Blue Rim
Set the table with your heirloom
Deborah Allbritain
Head of a Woman with the Horns of a Ram
I used to curse the sidewalk ice
Katie Hartsock
Post Structuralism
But the first idea was not to shape the clouds
Christopher Buckley
Alexandru (1904 – 1984)
You cross the hill by wagon to Românești. Airplanes stretch ropes of milk in our way not unlike the wire you’d
Moni Stanila
California King, Head of the Meadow and A Miracle of Saint Anthony
The little bright red car
Karl Kirchwey
About Tea translated from Czech by Stephan Delbos
before we set out let’s promise each other
Tim Postovit
EASTHAM TURNIPS, ROUTE 6, NOVEMBER
Honor System, the sign tacked to a scrub oak said,
Gail Mazur
End of the Century
We’ve slept too long, and that hasn’t stopped the incidental warping—
Paul Nemser
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