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Hail to Thee,
I write, my wrist nodding
Angie Estes
I Became Friends | When I Was Fifteen | I Can Recall
I became friends with a girl who was in the institution with me, also fifteen, also getting shock treatment, a girl who
Paola Antonetta Susanne
SQUANDERED MOONS
Probes on TV tell the tale of their
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Venice is Sinking | Window Shopping
Venice is sinking, Signora. Look –
Helen Bournas-Ney
SINGER | LOTUS CROSS-DRESS |
If you’ve heard the cant of the auctioneer, the
Christina Pugh
Edinburgh University Anatomical Collection
Take shelter awhile from mortality
Karl Kirchwey
Three Poems
Being adopted means I have choices on “The Meaning of Your Name”
John Gallaher
Major Brands…
Cloth covers a woman’s face so we
Kate Monaghan
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
Voyager parable and Parable of the Little Ghost
Today I am downhearted meaning sunken meaning mired
Leslie Harrison
Wuhan
Utopia, or dystopia,
Kehan Yu
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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