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Unified Theory
The night is blue and staggered with stars.
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
As It Happens
As it happens, there was nothing left, so much to do, a plethora
Phillis Levin
Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
Honor Guard
Who does this body
D.A. Powell
Shaft of Light
Smile behind the lips
Hélène Cardona
Meeting Shakespeare
I met Shakespeare in a hotel room downtown.
Austen Leah Rose
The Call |Palm
You and I, we have been here before.
Bruce Bond
Three Poems translated from Argentinian Spanish by Lorena Wolfman
Entering the house from the back without letting anyone know,
María Casiraghi
On the Subject of the Navel
Very little has been written
George David Clark
Rubbish Heap translated by Sasha Dugdale
I haven’t the strength to sing of you, resplendent rubbish heap!
Elena Shvarts
CROYLAND ABBEY
irrigation or exit
G.C. Waldrep
Across the Wide Missouri
It’s toward the end of the season
Brian Swann
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