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I’m Not Waiting and Out of the Past
I’m no longer waiting for the dunes of Tulum,
Ira Sadoff
The Lord Is a Man of War | Far Desert Region | The Day-Shift Sleeps, | [Does the war want
The Lord is a man of war
Katie Ford
SMOKE GHOST SMOKE
Its smell didn't wake my husband
Nancy Mitchell
Ophthalmology
No me miras, she said, hiding her face,
Rafael Campo
Resumé
Families shame you;
Kim Addonizio
Gusto
Skin the asparagus for their lives,
Molly Peacock
The Movie My Murderer Makes
My murderer sits in row F, seat 3, just behind my wife and me, in row E, seats 3 and 4.
Chris Shipman
The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
The Departure | The Screamer
Farewell my pond and all my many doves
Max Jacob
THE INVENTION OF FIRE
In “Burning of three witches in Baden, Switzerland,” dated to 1585, three women lie on a large pyre watched by a circle of men.
Kathryn Nuernberger
In the Vanguard
It takes a few notes, a very few notes, to undo the bare bones of a person. Where formerly we were piecework in a
Ira Sadoff
Pedestrian Interval
The trick in all of this is to build well--
Mark Svenvold
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