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The Caravaggio Room
Yuck, you heave in front of that sick boy
Ron Smith
Seven Minutes with Mary Halvorson: Poetry and Jazz, Hand in Hand
Artlessly falling through overstretched arms delivers the night underground, a hole
Mary Halvorson
Two Poems translated from the Persian by Sholeh Wolpé
I’ve heard the volley of a thousand soldiers,
Mujib Mehrdad
CROYLAND ABBEY
irrigation or exit
G.C. Waldrep
Woo | Red Rover
O life little life little sawdust fleck I thought we’d go on riding hip-to-hip
Jane Springer
Licks
We each were given three licks
Maurice Manning
Notes Toward a Treatise on the Atlantic Periwinkle
None knows the song devoted to winkles.
Jennifer Atkinson
SINGER | LOTUS CROSS-DRESS |
If you’ve heard the cant of the auctioneer, the
Christina Pugh
Practicing Quiet & The Last Sleep Artist
What do you mean, you ate Melvin?
Nin Andrews
From THIS BROKEN SYMMETRY
Yes, Ravidat, to follow the rabbit down its winding hole
Daniel Tobin
Derealization
I left my body in Barnes & Noble
Julie Heming
Back to Brooklyn Bridge | Second Skin
tears are intuition
Michael Burkard
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