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Here & Now
I’m walking the beach where I ran as a child.
Christopher Buckley
GDR CHINA | LAMB
My housekeeper had the dishes brought
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
The Jeweled Eye
A ruby eye on the clasp of the gold
Gregory Donovan
A Woman in Damascus That Year | While She’s Asleep In Baghdad
Her soul’s in my hand and she knows I’m there
Ghassan Zaqtan
A Brief Portfolio
I was in sixth grade when I twirled Stephanie Comb’s
Nin Andrews
Why are white butterflies always in pairs
Above the Morning Glory. I’ve wondered this
Dorianne Laux
Crow Poison
stumbled drunkenly
Jules Jacob and Sonja Johanson
Shaft of Light
Smile behind the lips
Hélène Cardona
Like Warm Ice Cubes
A father is like warm
Bruce Beasley
Untitled
it's harder to be patient when you're helpless
Ralph Angel
The Myth of the Eternal Return
The river sinks beneath our love
Laurie Lamon
Two Poems translated from Spanish by Diana Conchado
I have always liked bell towers
Juana M. Ramos
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