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Confusing Myself with the Whippoorwill
Today, I was a madness of regrettable actions. At the convenience store, I eyed the cashiers warily as they slouched in
Christopher Kennedy
Unbeckoning Glass and Time Faking Surprises
This color is exhaled smoke from a bummed cigarette, a stray cloud for the sky.
Paula Cisewski
Pandemic Fugue
These are the skies of my childhood
Jody Bolz
The Insurgency of Tears is to Eradicate Sadness and Hold Joy as Close as the Moon
Mike’s at The Whitney.
Matthew Lippman
Home
Those last days in Hollywood—
Dana Goodyear
December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, fading into maple shade.
David Bottoms
The World As Sound
I didn’t speak until I was five
Michael Simms
A MORAL VICTORY IS STILL A DEFEAT
It was late in the year and late in the day,
Jay Hopler
Uplight
The uplight is where I want to be, above and looking, and looking over.
Leah Umansky
Close to now
I should have said from the beginning that I plant the black nasturtiums because they are the saddest
Zoë Ryder White
AN OTHER ROSE: FOR HENRI MICHAUX | FROM “ROSES: DEDICATIONS” | SINGING “ WITHOUT PEOPLE” | UNTITLED
There is an other rose – soul of my kith and kin!
Gennady Aygi
Over
Suddenly, it’s over, and I hear!
Laura Kasischke
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