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The Remaining Breast
I was showing my sister something about my breasts.
Alicia Ostriker
Dear— and On Misreading a Line by Mario de Andrade
Scorch splinter shard and itch Dear glitch
Betsy Sholl
Ars Poetica
The shell of the papershell pecan can easily be broken
Angie Estes
Stone Cross
Remember your village of always uphill,
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Two Poems
My old man praised himself for not being
Marc Vincenz
Ode to Hands translated from Spanish by Mihaela Moscaliuc and Juan Suárez Proaño
Nothing can hide from hands
Juan Suárez Proaño
Vega
On my bed in late afternoon I am listening
Brian Swann
small town saxaphone
men in rain, thin and fine halos of hair,
Zhu Zhu
The Palm Reader & Fire Horse
These blithe lines
Ekiwah Adler-Belendez
Turn Back
Intergenerational sex is a trend, Jeannine said.
Marilyn Kallet
EVERY MAP IS AN ISLAND
I turned away from the paper
Wayne Miller
Anthropocene
Nesting, the turtle seems to be crying even though she is simply
Nomi Stone
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