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I am not deceived, I do not think it is still summer. I
Dorianne Laux
The Elms | For the Collection
Workers were cut; had to be done for . . . corporations
Scott Withiam
Elements and A Streetcar Named Panera
An abandoned father heals,
Alejandro Escudé
Always a Woman, a War, or a Lost Cause
That hunched those men over Zorro’s
Nancy Mitchell
go ahead, flash your badges
good, the heart is closed now
Aleks Zywicki
Rembrandt, Self-Portrait, Age 51
Rembrandt, I aspire to your self-portraits
Peter Cooley
Three Poems by Abba Kovner translated from Hebrew by Rachel Neve-Midbar
I am not holding a mirage
Abba Kovner
A Brief Portfolio
By then I was leaving,
David Rivard
Genesis and The Anonymous City
God made the world with his mouth.
Megan Pinto
Butchery
They do it right here in the front yard in Wellsville,
Samuel Cheney
How to Pray
Falling down on your knees is the easy part, like drinking
Barbara Hamby
from Sleeping with Bashō
Growing out of clouds like a cedar tree—
David Trinidad
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