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Transport | Gdańsk
Today, a simple bowl of onion soup
Roal Vertov
Family Once Removed and Who Cooks for You?
I like to be alone
Judy Katz
Hagstrom
I examine my scarred torso
Neil Silberblatt
Sweetness
Sweetness of fish sauce and tonal voice
Hoa Nguyen
THE DAY
History sings “misery, misery.”
Chard deNiord
In the Late Style of Eros
Loneliness is a female shark
Virginia Konchan
What I learned from ‘Saved by the Bell’
Only half a dozen people actually exist
Pablo Piñero Stillmann
In the Mud Marks Reveal
another story:
Sophie Cabot Black
The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
Pet of the Week
Oh, Salsa, I too
Cathleen Calbert
Two Poems
Thinking’s chariot starts with it:
Peter Cole
From Bajo la lluvia ajena (In Foreign Rain) by Juan Gelman, translated by Lisa Rose Bradford
On the tiers of experience.
Juan Gelman
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