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Look up. The sky is never constant, sometimes clouded,
Leah Umansky
A Controlled Substance
My brother is late again, somehow the glass
Brendan Constantine
Post Mortem
You might not see the bodies in the famous photo
William Trowbridge
Gifts | The List
Books, your books, and blocks
Robin Behn
This Dog | 4 AM
Maybe I’ve chosen life—not just
Linda Pastan
Trash
Good you are trashing, my husband says, when I send him a photo
Nicole Cooley
My Raincoat Opens Doors for Me
It holds a door open above my head.
Andrea Cohen
The Host of Turns
We were gathered in this kind of circus-tent,
Antonio Machado
Three Poems
Last night R—, who I stole
Rajiv Mohabir
On Thumbing Through Smith’s Recognizable Patterns of Human Malformation
And what of the bird-headed dwarfs
Alan Shapiro
The Rainbow Sign, The Shirt and After All
God gave Noah the rainbow sign,
Grace Schulman
Of Silk and Missive & Between Tree and Rocket
Did our adolescent lips heat once or more under one or many star falls between sands on a northern American
Margo Berdeshevsky
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