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Bunch of Asparagus and Asparagus
Bundle on a wet bed
Daniel Bosch
Ana Varela Tafur translated from Spanish by Yaccaira Salvatierra
By the banks or the center of a river,
Ana Varela Tafur
Block Party
Start Me Up! was what started it--Monica Litzkus from up
David Huddle
In the Golden Silence of Vineyards & My Wine translated by Paula Bohince
In the golden silence of vineyards,
Corrado Govoni
Somebody’s Got My Hair | Cuffed
Somebody’s got my hair, I said to my lover, who stood in front of the mirror in a long white t-shirt brushing out her
Jeff Friedman
Untitled
But here in the city there are signs and crowds in the street
Ralph Angel
Kyoto, Without Me
chills and goes dark. At this very instant
Nathalie Anderson
Eternal Sunshine
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.
Troy Jollimore
The Freud Museum
It’s 1938. Here’s moss on red brick
Ruth Padel
Sounds Like Love
A spacial infirmity
Charlie Smith
On The Calculation of Chances
It takes more than faith
Christopher Buckley
My Polish and Another Poem
When I try to thank it, it shushes me. Then illuminates my way to the Exit.
Rick Hilles
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