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From The Little Book of Passage
Ecco il fiume che mi allarga lo sguardo, che mi attraversa la fronte.
Franca Mancinelli
A Habitation of Jackals, a Court for Ostriches
Very dark now I put a seed in my mouth but its texture and taste
Timothy Donnelly
Nudes I & II
Once she crosses the threshold
Leeya Mehta
Busy bees | Torture
I like being around people who believe
Bob Hicok
January 28 | Basho
Today it is snowing again and I’m thinking of Borges.
David Young
Hostile Takeover
Cheeks puffed, she’s looking up at a horizontal
Alan Shapiro
Strength
After the storm
Hélène Cardona
The Headless Horseman | A Tune for Theremin Vox
The messenger was so dead they sent him
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Clytemnestra, Unleashed
Lovingly, she poured the scented water into his bath
Alice Friman
A Brief Portfolio
There is no consensus when Dadaism ended & when Surrealism didn’t.
Bruce Cohen
Untitled
it's harder to be patient when you're helpless
Ralph Angel
After the War for Independence and Despite Nostalgia
Those boys in the basement, middle-schoolers, unruly
Gerry LaFemina
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