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Embryo
All morning, pitting the apricots
Gemma Gorga
Other Minds and While
For each word
Rae Armantrout
The Harrow Plow
Each spring it sank a little further down
Adam Tavel
The Fruit Bat of Taxidermy
Whoever the taxidermist was,
Melina Papadopoulos
A Place
As a foreigner, I wasted a lot of energy
Bob Hicok
The Big Blow
After the snow-soused April gale I wandered
Sydney Lea
Concussion Test
Do you feel heartsick for aboriginal (original) people wearing baseball caps?
Bruce Cohen
Burial Arrangements
If I have to be buried at all,
Billy Collins
On Chanukah
Isn’t fire itself
Linda Pastan
Photographs, 1949 | Retiree
In one, they pose, grinning straight at the Kodak,
Sydney Lea
Turd
Twelve inches, specific as a nail,
J.T. Ledbetter
Two Poems
In a blue wool cape and pearl earrings
Jody Stewart
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