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AT THE SLEEP CLINIC
I sat in the parking lot of the sleep clinic
Chard deNiord
Uncle Yehuda Sharvit Between Marrakesh and Draa
When my uncle Yehuda got drunk
Erez Bitton
Silent Night & Pleasure
If you dare to let yourself out
Frannie Lindsay
take heed, hazard
what could it have been
nicole v basta
Two Poems translated from Romanian by Monica Cure
In the first three days I heard my mother
Dan Sociu
It was never he, | One might say I’ve fulfilled the miserable obligation of constructing myself.
It was never he,
Santiago Vizcaíno
Whose Sky, Between | Rape of America. So, it appears
A name that meant sound of an owl’s hard fall, another day of blood gunned to al
Margo Berdeshevsky
Carbide
As he approached the river a little Fiat drew off the main road and parked among
A.L. Snijders
En Route
All over wherever we are the waves are making
J.T. Barbarese
A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy
You fire a fiction deep into my brain
Jonathan Weinert
The Suicide’s Wife
inhabits an invisible island
Amy Gerstler
Two Poems
You search for the best doctors, try to curb her pain—
Jennifer Franklin
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