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Country of Other Arrangements and Spinach Salad
I used to be neatly folded, sound
Angela Ball
Wrapped in Paper and String
Monsters crawl in our brains,
Terese Svoboda
A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy
You fire a fiction deep into my brain
Jonathan Weinert
IN PROFILE
Words hung into silence
Sylva Fischerová
Ode to Roadside Shrines
I first see you in Crete, little boxes on four skinny legs,
Barbara Hamby
Elegy
The floor is littered with clothes I once wore
Emily Fragos
EVERY MAP IS AN ISLAND
I turned away from the paper
Wayne Miller
Barn Red
Home alone, I swirl on scarlet lipstick and forget that I did,
Julia Shipley
World on a String, 2012
Thunder, and my cats, pure products of America,
Gail Mazur
Blown Away
There’s something stuck in my throat, it might be the red-eyed
Maya Janson
How to Pray
Falling down on your knees is the easy part, like drinking
Barbara Hamby
Seven Minutes with Afaa Weaver and Nancy Mitchell
Were it not for his silver hair
Afaa Michael Weaver
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