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Last Day in Coldwater
Our phone died due to lack
Jim Daniels
Ghazal, After Ferguson
Somebody go & ask Biggie to orate
Yusef Komunyakaa
Florida
Every beauty barbed, from the tiniest mites
Kimberly Johnson
In the Next Life and The Office of Apology
When I become the most trusted translator of your poems
Jessica Greenbaum
Potato | The Surface
I do not want to finish my potato,
Martha Rhodes
The Last Phonebooth
The last phone booth on the planet smells
Joanna Fuhrman
That’s How We Met translated by Chenxin Jiang
If only I didn’t have to grow up
Yau Ching
Silent Night & Pleasure
If you dare to let yourself out
Frannie Lindsay
Any Kind
Look up. The sky is never constant, sometimes clouded,
Leah Umansky
Broadcast
Five blank days of snow,
Stuart Dybek
My Raincoat Opens Doors for Me
It holds a door open above my head.
Andrea Cohen
Circumference & Earthrise
Vanilla farmers in Madagascar sit in the dark with rifles;
Arthur Sze
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