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Unlikely find in a thrift store’s back bin:
Hayden Saunier
Still Life with Clouds and Eyes on the Prize
Many white ones
Billy Collins
Bah!
It is well-past old hat and hurt
Stephen Todd Booker
Five Orgasms after reading Lydia Davis
You are sleeping beside me, but I can’t sleep, not in this roadside hotel smelling of new carpet and cigarettes. It’s late.
Nin Andrews
Sleep
There is a room, and inside the room
Maurice Manning
CATAFALQUE
Angel of the gap thrills to floodwaters
Donald Revell
Classmate
I was at the beach talking with someone else
Betsy Sholl
Three Poems
I am apprehensive tonight as if the fog from the drive
Jennifer Franklin
Sharp Noises at Night
When I travel to the Midwest, trains
Marge Piercy
WINDOWS (after Baudelaire)
You never see as much in an open window as you will looking at it when it’s closed.
J.T. Barbarese
The Last Time I Saw My Mother Before the Pandemic, #Me Too & Ready
was on Valentine’s Day 2020. The residents who were able to sit up
Denise Duhamel
SPITE FENCE | THE HUMAN CANARY
My neighbor forced his abutter
John Skoyles
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