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The Day
Day I didn’t blink and the day was gone.
Thomas Lux
David
we wait in an arc with flashlights
Marilyn A. Johnson
Two Departures from Rilke
Terrified past panic, strict lines collapsed,
Steven Cramer
Caroline
One day they took him in a car all over the country and he
Robert Clinton
GETTING READY THE HOUSE
My friend goes to visit his grave
Affonso Romano Sant’Anna
The Age of the Onion
The onion is a Book of Revelations, diced to proverb-size.
David Keplinger
LETTERS FROM EDINBURGH
some deluge loafing letter
Drew Milne
PASSING
They lay the old woman in the back seat of a car,
T.R. Hummer
Melodrama
A gunshot: the trigger so light
Stephen Dobyns
HER MOUTH
Near the end, her mouth was pinned down
Julie Bruck
CYCLORAMA
Only with such care could history take form.
Christopher Kempf
Square of Beveled Glass
Hag––first thought.
Joan Larkin
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