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False Elegy
I sometimes feel as if my mother has died and I’m free to reminisce her final months.
Celia Bland
Crucifixion
One minute he’s looking at you, full-size, in anguish,
Dore Kiesselbach
Unified Theory
The night is blue and staggered with stars.
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Communion
Yes, I will take home the meeting bread,
Kristina Andersson Bicher
Things I’ve Discovered in Hong Kong
Semantics: clue that Trappist Dairy Milk Drink is not milk—had I read the label—
Glenn Mott
Piano Epistemology, Apostrophes and Beauty
I’m pretty sure this piano exists,
Billy Collins
A Brief Portfolio
I was in sixth grade when I twirled Stephanie Comb’s
Nin Andrews
Father and Analysand
Shy in houndstooth, white hair and a smoke
Joan Houlihan
POSTSCRIPT
You’re wasting time. Your lilac needs pruning. By the shed,
Teresa Cader
Impressionist
Once it was declared awful because it was brilliant
Jennifer Grotz
Another Argument with Jim About the Soul
You say I’d know it exists if
Stephen Dunn
Arrow Boy
They see her as a genie in a pager.
Martha Serpas
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