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A BAT IN THE HOUSE
swoops high, webbed little arms for
Marianne Boruch
But the Avant-Garde
did find ways to wear TV as clothing--the monitors,
Christina Pugh
Could Someone Please Check on My Mother?
When the young man thought about the history of poetry
Kevin Prufer
Sign Language I & II translated by Kareem Abu-Zeid
It’s not that I
Olivia Elias
ALL THE BOYS
my face is old now
Denise Duhamel
Q&A for Keyhole and Mammogram Hair
After my reading to high school students
Jill McDonough
ON EMPATHY
Wary of the verb “empathize”—together with its noun “empathy” and adjective
DeWitt Henry
κάθαρσης
Dr. Clark ordered daisies
Ron Smith
Gun Notes
This man and I softly discussed hunting
David Huddle
False Elegy
I sometimes feel as if my mother has died and I’m free to reminisce her final months.
Celia Bland
OÚ EST LE CHAT
I can ask this, which is good
Cathleen Calbert
GHAZAL 4
How sullen we’ve become in the belly of the empire;
Deema K. Shehabi
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