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Sweetness
Sweetness of fish sauce and tonal voice
Hoa Nguyen
A ROMANCE | DOUBLED MIDDAY
A creature without definite feelings. Better so.
Shamshad Abdullaev
Two O’Clock and Stray
As though all at once it is afternoon
Frannie Lindsay
The Lord Is a Man of War | Far Desert Region | The Day-Shift Sleeps, | [Does the war want
The Lord is a man of war
Katie Ford
Morning Bells in Marienplatz
The wasps
Kristina Andersson Bicher
Jug
Colors, we go way back.
Hoyt Rogers
Anti-Fundamentalist
I remember that
Reginald Gibbons
The Last Widow | The Last Mirror
The last widow misses men. The last widow misses her husband
Jason Schneiderman
Poem Beginning with a Line from Levis
As if we’re put on the earth to forget the ending,
Gabriella R. Tallmadge
The Window & On Turning 79
I check the den window a few times each day
C. G. Hanzlicek
It’s 3 A.M., Winter, and Nine Miles from Truckee
and nobody better than I to tell you about
Suzanne Lummis
Creek
Now it is easy to find where the creek dwindles, where it thickens at last, where its
Carrie Causey
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