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Tchaikovsky’s Fifth, On Freud’s Birthday [May 5] & In Vienna
The first movement of Tchaikovsky’s
David Lehman
Meeting Shakespeare
I met Shakespeare in a hotel room downtown.
Austen Leah Rose
Mouth & Nomadic Reverie
Molar: a grinding tooth at the back of a mammal’s mouth.
Cynthia Cruz
Where the Robins Took Me and Northern Flicker
Robins settle on the earth
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
City That Cultivated Our Voice
Back then, everything was only starting,
Serhiy Zhadan
from Nothing in the Dark
My mother would assuage my childhood night-fears by saying There's nothing in the dark that you can't see during
Fred Muratori
The Irretrievable
Second shelf on the right. You’ll
Donald Revell
Stone Cross
Remember your village of always uphill,
Dzvinia Orlowsky
knell & i object i object i object
the chit-a’click-chit of a squirrel
Jay Hopler
Gifts | The List
Books, your books, and blocks
Robin Behn
No Heaven for the King
Always in the faintest glow of pleasure, and always
Soren Stockman
[There was the way his mother]
There was the way his mother called him baby-faced that made me defensive.
Megan Nichols
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