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Who Pays
Lord I have eaten and I don’t
Shane McCrae
Yet Another Life
And then one day I was no longer up
Michael Torres
Two Poems
You search for the best doctors, try to curb her pain—
Jennifer Franklin
A Place
As a foreigner, I wasted a lot of energy
Bob Hicok
What Light Tastes Like
Depends on the hour of departure and if flowers
Barbara Ras
Night Watch
It’s instant art: transmuted to the net
D.M. Thomas
ON THE RMS QUEEN MARY | LATENT IMAGE
I'm exploring the decks, the ship docked in Long Beach since '67. Same liner Mom sailed in '39 from England to
Wendy Barker
Loosestrife
The cities changed hands. In the course
Donald Revell
LIFE ON ENCELADUS
It’s snowing all the time at the south pole of Enceladus
Joyce Peseroff
A Canticle Rehearsal in The Temple and The Waters Do Not Return, Even to Meribà
Oh, I am tired of my land,
Salvador Espriu
Nice Dark One
Yours is a noble bio, one note
Angie Estes
The Last Phonebooth
The last phone booth on the planet smells
Joanna Fuhrman
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