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“Bird or Old Man” translated from Bulgarian by Holly Karapetkova
He arrived with a bag full of fog.
Dostena Anguelova
City Harbor
How often we come to a headland and a city opens,
Carol Frost
AFTER THUNDERSTORMS IN OKLAHOMA
The sky becomes sickly,
Hala Alyan
Practicing Eights
After I almost died, it was hard
Martha Collins
Ambition and House I Didn’t Mean to Build
In excess always, gorged
Andrew Seguin
Amaryllis
Like the bell of an old Victrola,
Megan Marshall
Me Showering
I am showering, which isn’t much in itself
Alberto Rios
Thalia
I died with them while they were alive.
Donald Revell
Destinations
Why is it that the memory my mind chose
Jo-Ann Mort
What We Work At | Look to the Side
What we work at
Lorenzo Calogero
Road Trip
Over the singed and brittle roadside stalks,
Davis McCombs
from The Violet Blood of the Amethyst
An exceptionally unhappy heart.
Louis Calaferte
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