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Elements and A Streetcar Named Panera
An abandoned father heals,
Alejandro Escudé
Without You
I was doing just fine, a job, a home,
Timothy Liu
The Poets
They are farmers, really--
Linda Pastan
Me & Whiskey
Collided hard
Robert Nazarene
Fifteen Essays on Boats, Boats, Language, and the SS
The Palermo Airport is not large.
Ann Pedone
What if Cat Stevens was a dog person? | Thus, always to tryrants | The Seamstress
Someone offered me an olive branch
Steve Castro
Soul Mate
When I was a girl, I had a dirty soul.
Nin Andrews
In a Room with Many Windows
In a room with many windows
Jane Hirshfield
How Self-Consciousness Counts
Why in hell should anyone understand
Stephen Todd Booker
NIGHT SPIDER
All day he waited, then
Will Stone
Salgado Maranhão’s “Mythic Ground” translated by Alexis Levitin
For the living, this is the ground,
Salgado Maranhão
PET SOUNDS
The summer I bought Pet Sounds at G.C. Murphy’s, I hadn’t gone a block from the store when on impulse I smashed
J.T. Barbarese
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