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Murder Ballad & A Story of Teeth
Georg Wilhelm Steller married his sea cow in a simple ceremony on a Bering Island beach.
Brian Barker
Three Poems
It’s good to see him young again,
William Trowbridge
(Blessed Are) They Who Preserve
These glass jars are houses for little Human Acts.
Danielle Blau
Derealization
I left my body in Barnes & Noble
Julie Heming
Three Poems
I was four or five, bored by the dull terrain
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Soft Song
Nothing about you is soft,
Marilyn Kallet
A Brief Portfolio
I meant to be talking of the huge cargo ship
Joseph Millar
Deceiving the Gods
The old Jews rarely admitted good fortune.
Ellen Bass
A Flash of Lithe White Arms
A flash of lithe white arms
Garret Keizer
The Palm Reader & Fire Horse
These blithe lines
Ekiwah Adler-Belendez
A Drone Over Amish Country
We live in the past because there is nothing else to live in.
Brian Brodeur
Petrarch’s Poem 269, from Rerum vulgarium fragmenta, translated from Italian by Lee Harlin Bahan
The high column and the green laurel
Francesco Petrarca
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