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Anti-Gravity Time Machine
From the front stoop it’s the 21st century;
Jennifer Michael Hecht
Hi. My Name Is Billy Hollands.
And there it is, that little tilt of my head –
Bill Hollands
Dentist, Mexico, 1959
The room was big, not small.
Alberto Rios
Post Mortem
You might not see the bodies in the famous photo
William Trowbridge
Frog Dream in July for Lucio’s Brother
I am a frog; I can
David Shapiro
Snow Day, by Jerome Sala
The camera in the other room points and clicks
Jerome Sala
AS IN A SACK | STILL HEARD | BREATH THEY COULDN’T
AS IN A SACK held shut by cord,
Joan Houlihan
Communion
Yes, I will take home the meeting bread,
Kristina Andersson Bicher
Whirlybird & Poets
This whirlybird
J.T. Barbarese
Notes Toward a Treatise on the Atlantic Periwinkle
None knows the song devoted to winkles.
Jennifer Atkinson
Charlotte
That was a malaise. We call that malaise.
Mark Dow
PET SOUNDS
The summer I bought Pet Sounds at G.C. Murphy’s, I hadn’t gone a block from the store when on impulse I smashed
J.T. Barbarese
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