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WHEN EVENING COMES
Everyone here has so many faces,
Troy Jollimore
Three Dances | Early Warning System
In North Carolina
Amit Majmudar
Monk’s Eye, #20
Of all rhythms he found day and night
Cees Nooteboom
Barrage Balloons, Buck Alec, Bird Flu and You
First there is the weeping one weeps when one reads a good poem,
Paul Muldoon
Essay: Domestic
Brassiere
Chelsea Wagenaar
A Brief Portfolio
Not built to just do it
Lia Purpura
HOUSEKEEPING: Frida’s Future Kiss
After the palm reader told her no man would ever claim her,
Lois P. Jones
Say You’re Don Giovanni
Say you’re Don Giovanni Giovanni and you make
David Kirby
Uncle Yehuda Sharvit Between Marrakesh and Draa
When my uncle Yehuda got drunk
Erez Bitton
Circumference & Earthrise
Vanilla farmers in Madagascar sit in the dark with rifles;
Arthur Sze
But-cept
I recall not wanting my oldest son
Sydney Lea
Country of Other Arrangements and Spinach Salad
I used to be neatly folded, sound
Angela Ball
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