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Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
Black Forest and Country Night
Sometimes my mind goes back to certain things.
Laura Newbern
LA CASA BELLINA
You seemed happy,
Joyce Peseroff
BRAINS | ECLIPSE
You didn’t have any
Tara Skurtu
Sleep
There is a room, and inside the room
Maurice Manning
Someone Is Walking the Pig
Someone is walking the pig in our downstairs hallway, where the shops are.
Fleda Brown
Swishing Tails of Horses, October
Mine, says the glorious yearling claiming
April Bernard
THE COMPLETE LIST OF EVERYTHING
Plow blade excavated from a tomb
Eric Pankey
Always a Woman, a War, or a Lost Cause
That hunched those men over Zorro’s
Nancy Mitchell
Seeking Alpha
Praise for the one who can take us above
Sophie Cabot Black
I Decided to Weigh My Head
Was it really as heavy as it felt?
John Brehm
Crucifixion
One minute he’s looking at you, full-size, in anguish,
Dore Kiesselbach
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