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HOUSEKEEPING: Frida’s Future Kiss
After the palm reader told her no man would ever claim her,
Lois P. Jones
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
I’m a Witch!
It is standard for women
Christopher Crawford
Excerpts from Little Goldie in America
One more day, one more hour, play the good pig.
Nance Van Winckel
The Dragonfly
Diamond-crusted wings flying an armored syringe
Keith Flynn
Sky
What you draw as a blue stripe high above
Maggie Smith
L’Heure Bleue
Who was the first to say darkness “falls”?
Barbara Ras
Undelivered letter from the Rev. Charles Smale to The Times, 1874 | Xiuhmolpilli, or The Binding of the Years, November 1507*
We have spent too long debating Darwin in these pages
Jonathan Taylor
Two Poems
My nearsighted eye is for splinters, the threading of needles,
James Richardson
spattered measure
what beauty O sad world through answers
Shira Dentz
Boy in a Hole
The boy meant to help his father
Maxine Scates
Toys
Your toys, my child, hold them dear,
Abraham Sutzkever
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