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Riddle
The chair is not far from the bed
Norman Dubie
AFTER THUNDERSTORMS IN OKLAHOMA
The sky becomes sickly,
Hala Alyan
IX. Ophelia’s Garden | III. Tears
After the turtle shook the world from its shell,
Daniel Tobin
Two Poems
Deer sniff red November
Katherine Soniat
Bookish | Brush Your Fingers Through Your Hair, Why Don’t You?
The bookishness that
David Rivard
A Woman in Damascus That Year | While She’s Asleep In Baghdad
Her soul’s in my hand and she knows I’m there
Ghassan Zaqtan
The Village Crow
The village crow knew everything—
Dzvinia Orlowsky
She Dog | Mermaid
A ticky rain of blood from
Terese Svoboda
Ana Varela Tafur translated from Spanish by Yaccaira Salvatierra
By the banks or the center of a river,
Ana Varela Tafur
Solstice, Seven Questions (Private/Public) & A Fable
blood on a slide--thumbprint in a pool--
Anna Maria Hong
The Excellent Trip
You thought you’d need a month. You thought you’d need
David Kirby
Blues
Why is there careful language
Rae Armantrout
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