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A Drone Over Amish Country
We live in the past because there is nothing else to live in.
Brian Brodeur
“Flüchtige monde” / “fugitive moons” translated from the German by Joscha Klueppel
mountains recall their flock of birds. the dear birds,
Yevgeniy Breyger
TAROT: THE EMPRESS
Earth pours wet, quick scimitars
Annie Finch
Olympia
The ancient Greeks knew how to pick out a sacred spot,
Barbara Hamby
Heisenberg’s Principle
Look. We’re somewhere
Christopher Buckley
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
Oak | Installation
I sat at it, a good table—one of a number
Dore Kiesselbach
The Charter of Effects
Counsel is a lawyer driven by money.
John Fitzgerald
Tolstoi Learned to Ride a Bike at an Age When Most of Us Cash in Chips by Annette Barnes & Stuart Friebert
There we were, watching the parade, while he climbed up
Annette Barnes
Mirror of the Invisible World
The crown of a milk tooth in a curve of jaw
Kelle Groom
Listening to Stone
The man who carved you vied and gossiped
Alice Derry
Unexceptional
Except we were in love, or so it seemed.
Rafael Campo
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