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SOME FAITH
God we need rain. And white flowers.
Barbara Ras
Two Dogs Passing Through the Yard | Practice
One’s a male Aussie mix,
Chase Twichell
Wolf Wine Bar
Two years ago, maybe even two and a half
Natalka Bilotserkivets
Words
Words are loyal.
Jane Hirshfield
Early Explorers Sometimes Carried Watermelons Instead of Canteens & Close Your Eyes
Ever cut open a watermelon
Katharine Rauk
Phoenix Hairpin Terrace
Yes Feng-huang plus three syllables
Karen An-hwei Lee
A Few Years After a Death
Toward sunfall, when I begin to count
Peter Cooley
Ubi Sunt
In the bottom left corner of Pennsylvania,
Joseph Bathanti
Black Forest and Country Night
Sometimes my mind goes back to certain things.
Laura Newbern
Natural History of the Soul
The song thrush hops, runs, stands,
Elizabeth Arnold
Salvation, in B#
Bigtime Baltimore, new
Afaa Michael Weaver
A Pittsburgh Bakery in Winter
Into Prantl’s, on Walnut Street,
Joseph Bathanti
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