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cedar top goddesses from phil’s sawmill | ozark sonnet
The cedar goddesses lie down on saw-horses
Andrei Codrescu
Sack
Ancient river bed hacked and carved whittled deep
John Kinsella
Eros Caught Napping
Eros at one time or another in the era before
Fortunato Salazar
The Madness of Crowds
Long thought wrongly to be Turkish for turban
Amy Beeder
Doppler Effect
Stopped in cars, we are waiting to accelerate
Arthur Sze
The Look
I’ll never tell Ethan I listen to him sing
Steven Cramer
take heed, hazard
what could it have been
nicole v basta
Fatherless Daughters
In Springtime, abandoned daughters burst like myopic butterflies with binoculars
Meg Pokrass
Almost Lost Moment
coming back in an incidental way,
Tess Gallagher
Phone Call: Lesson in Style and The Story of Civilization
“Everything feels all swollen and puffy, like my brain
Tom Sleigh
Hello, July 5th!
The morning is full of embarrassed flowers
Susan Rich
Three Poems
Our lives are so brief, she says,
D. Nurkse
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