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Babel’s Artifacts
The construction proved without
Scott Cairns
A Brief Portfolio
Like conifers in the Bois de Boulogne where he would walk
Daniel Tobin
Inauguration Day
Yes, like thousands of joyful poets today
Maura Stanton
EPHEBE WITH CYPRIPEDIUM
Sweet ephebe, dear good friend,
Simona Popescu
In the Supermarket of Orgasms
Some nights I feel so alone in my longing for you, love, alone in my supermarket of orgasms as I cruise the aisles of
Nin Andrews
Clues from the Animal Kingdom
It seems you’re here again, pitching the weight of the bruise you call a body
Christopher Kennedy
I Became Friends | When I Was Fifteen | I Can Recall
I became friends with a girl who was in the institution with me, also fifteen, also getting shock treatment, a girl who
Paola Antonetta Susanne
The Irretrievable
Second shelf on the right. You’ll
Donald Revell
The Cricket
You too have risen at midnight
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Hyphen
Blue-black on my inked page,
Joan Larkin
Mr. Palomar’s Wave
A long time ago, I went with my aunt to hear
Julie Bruck
Hurricane: Hera | Squall: Echo
You never hear of Ixion, tied to a revolving wheel,
Ange Mlinko
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