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The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
SPITE FENCE | THE HUMAN CANARY
My neighbor forced his abutter
John Skoyles
Thanksgiving Near Cape Coast & Pine Cones: April 2020
Churning along through viscous mud,
Rachel Hadas
Three Poems
I had not thought of her until many years later driving on White Lightning Road with my son.
Cleopatra Mathis
The Barn
No one just Mary
Frannie Lindsay
In the Mud Marks Reveal
another story:
Sophie Cabot Black
America
America, I have a friend for whom everything went south
Kathleen Graber
SINGER | LOTUS CROSS-DRESS |
If you’ve heard the cant of the auctioneer, the
Christina Pugh
I Dreamed of Obama on the Night of His First Election
He stirred the coals of my dwindling campfire. We were alone. Blue tendrils of smoke punctuated the Mesozoic haze
Kathleen Flenniken
Notes on Desire
Archytas of Tarentum said the most fatal curse
Elizabeth Jacobson
A Terribly Sentimental Fork
As unmined silver,
Amy Gerstler
AFTER A FUNERAL
After the service and reception hour
Ted Kooser
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