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Three Poems Translated by Brian Henry
I’m not my own bacterium,
Tomaž Šalamun
My Fifth Tattoo at the Darkstar Ink Parlor
It takes a long time to get a tattoo
Alejandro Escudé
Remote Stars
Look up. There’s Bill,
Scott Withiam
High Finance
You looked up and saw across the field
Sophie Cabot Black
Which Makes Me, I Guess, the Muddy Colorado
What we learn from most pornography is
Patrick Donnelly
Armed Stasis
I will make a fact with you Robert Frost.
Charles Bernstein
Morning Hunger
Why not in the icy clarity of morning,
Stewart Moss
Closed Eye Vision of Independence Day
Dazzled drunks are bent over with laughter,
William Olsen
Afterimage
Do you remember those Cornell shadow boxes we saw at some
Frances Richey
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
The Dog Days of August and Elaine’s Story
What huge effort to move through
Alice Friman
The Morgue is Closed & Pélican Dans Sa Píeté
Any décor depresses when it shows
Martha Serpas
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