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Could Someone Please Check on My Mother?
When the young man thought about the history of poetry
Kevin Prufer
She said she saw, Maya Lin and At night, I tried
She said she saw her own veins
Christina Pugh
Your Brother’s Face
You believe your brother will come down
Christopher Howell
Approximations
Waking up in a borrowed room, in a body
Oksana Maksymchuk
Uncle Yehuda Sharvit Between Marrakesh and Draa
When my uncle Yehuda got drunk
Erez Bitton
On Sadness | On Beauty
I noticed something strange and beautiful about the word “sad.”
Kathleen Ossip
THE HEAD TRANSPLANT
They walk in and out of the room,
Marianne Boruch
Mother Doesn’t Bite
I bite instead and she needs salt,
Terese Svoboda
from “From Nothing”
One note, another, in the parlor’s angled light,
Daniel Tobin
He Was Amazed
He was amazed by the curve of his life. What he thought unique had made its arc like any other, as if life had
Stephen Dobyns
Ultimatum
If I forget one character a day
Weijia Pan
Doppler Effect
Stopped in cars, we are waiting to accelerate
Arthur Sze
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