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She Painted Artichokes
You had nothing to say so you painted some splendid artichokes
Emmanuel Moses
ASH
I shall go back
Kwame Dawes
Elegy & Brooklyn, 1957
My brother told me we would join the Wide
Floyd Skloot
By the Numbers
The number of times intuition told me I had dodge
Nicole Caruso Garcia
Cora Goes Birding
This was a bad idea.
Kate Falvey
Olney Hymn
not my li-
Donald Revell
I’ve Lived Long with the Dead | The Word Stays Here
I’ve lived long with the dead. I know their
Sylva Fischerová
Spam Risk
It was always a risk.
Carol Muske-Dukes
Vanity
it’s easy to fritter your life away
Abdourahman Waberi
Laboring to explain
in Ants and Men: Island Apocalypse,
Rebecca Seiferle
Joy
Even when the gods have driven you
Dorianne Laux
Uncle Yehuda Sharvit Between Marrakesh and Draa
When my uncle Yehuda got drunk
Erez Bitton
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