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“Recipe for Indifference” translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry
We saw them, hungry, and spoke
Aleš Šteger
Carbide
As he approached the river a little Fiat drew off the main road and parked among
A.L. Snijders
Bleeding Hearts
They do not fit their given name. They glow
Stephanie Burt
PHYSICS, ETC.
Everything and everybody are always doing something.
Arthur Vogelsang
Four Poems
A New Age friend called to say she was visualizing me bathed in a rose-colored, healing light.
Nin Andrews
A Pittsburgh Bakery in Winter
Into Prantl’s, on Walnut Street,
Joseph Bathanti
GHAZAL 4
How sullen we’ve become in the belly of the empire;
Deema K. Shehabi
Two Poems
Where does it live?
Molly Peacock
ARS POETICA
It's not the smoking I miss
Timothy Liu
A Singleton & Self Portrait: Between the Car and the Sea
They climb to their lookout, each day, different,
Elaine Sexton
A Hole in My Backyard
I get very nervous, I admit.
John Wall Barger
Cotton Candy
At first it gives like a sponge, elastically, and you think you’ll only make an
Maura Stanton
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