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Blind | Opulent, Unfunereal World
The way, as I wake, some shimmery dream
Chris Forhan
He Was Amazed
He was amazed by the curve of his life. What he thought unique had made its arc like any other, as if life had
Stephen Dobyns
Danger: A Triptych
I thought at first it was a rock, a pebble my own tire had somehow kicked up in a weird curve. I kept driving to my
Denise Duhamel
End of the Century
We’ve slept too long, and that hasn’t stopped the incidental warping—
Paul Nemser
For Michael Gottlieb
All this time me on he leadéd
Charles Bernstein
Inroad
The radiance that is always around us is incited
David Rivard
Here & Now
I’m walking the beach where I ran as a child.
Christopher Buckley
Charade
I was thinking of the sad
Adam Scheffler
Valediction in Guatemala
We say goodbye in front
Susan Fuchtman
SOLILOQUY OF A TORNADO IN THE DISTANCE
I knew a girl once
Bruce Bond
from Canisy
Whenever we lined up to march into class, the assistant at my grandfather’s school always had us sing the kind of
Jean Follain
Annie Fitch’s Duck Sauce
I must be prepared to sit
Sydney Lea
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