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Breathing Room
Not every week,
Floyd Skloot
Invocation
I would like beamed to me from the Muse's tower high atop Parnassus
Richard Hoffman
Aunt Rolla
She had the softest face
Mark Jarman
Nice Dark One
Yours is a noble bio, one note
Angie Estes
One of a Series
My daughter sees the sky from another angle, slate-blue reflected in a lake called living.
Joni Wallace
Two Poems translated from Romanian by Monica Cure
In the first three days I heard my mother
Dan Sociu
Guardian Angels Witness More Lives Than Yours
You are eight years old.
Tom Laichas
Lobsters | Turkey Vultures
In the depths of the sea they will eat the sea and outgrow the world’s largest pot.
Brian Barker
Two poems by Muyaka bin Haji, (1776—1840)
When she lays eggs, they’re not nurtured even if brooding them succeeds.
Muyaka bin Haji
Brothers
Who eats with a jaw half-cranked with counterweight
Laura Kolbe
Arête | Eurydice
The Hemingway who wrote three stories in a crummy hotel
Brian Culhane
Swan Song
I admit. In the beginning
Alice Friman
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