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Fat
I saw that I was fat and walked and walked toward a desert only to find a case of (not light) beer.
Carrie Etter
The Uncanny
Suppose a rational man
Bruce Cohen
While
While we were kissing that year, the icebergs were sleeping,
Paul Hoover
Boothill Graveyard and Boyden Cemetery
mrs suicide : mrs arsenic : mrs dance hall girls quarreling over a man : mrs descriptive murder in the streets of tombstone
Hannah V Warren
Refugee & Existential
I read the Spanish for any clue,
Christopher Buckley
Two Poems
Save forever my words for the taste of a smoke and disaster,
Osip Mandelstam
The Third Sequence: Time
Ribbon
Kimiko Hahn
Her Stairs
Yesterday upon the stair
Gail Mazur
In which I am confronted by a superhero
I’m hitting fast forward to skip the gruesome bits of an Icelandic mystery
Olya Kenney
In the Golden Silence of Vineyards & My Wine translated by Paula Bohince
In the golden silence of vineyards,
Corrado Govoni
Fireworks or Gunfire?
It’s just somebody sighting his gun—
Chase Twichell
What is Grand
Don’t mumble
James Bertolino
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