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The Jeweled Eye
A ruby eye on the clasp of the gold
Gregory Donovan
Will flames lap? Leap? | The Country Stairs
Will flames lap? Leap?
Cynthia Hogue
Carl’s Barbershop
The peppermint stripes spinning
Abdul Ali
One poem from “claus and the scorpion”
over lara and among the laras that inhabit lara
Lara Dopazo Ruibal
in common and gentrify
My neighbor Steve is one of these lawn guys, with an engined solution for every yard flaw.
Sarah Dunphy-Lelii
Sometimes,
I’ll crumple the paper before beginning to write
Mark Irwin
Blown Away
There’s something stuck in my throat, it might be the red-eyed
Maya Janson
You Don’t Travel Light, Life
is a cumbersome business.
Olga Maslova
Abend in Skåne | Du, Nachbar Gott | Wie der Wächter
The park is high. As from a house
Rainer Maria Rilke
Lily of the Forest
On the slopes of Mt. Ślęża, the cult
Daniel Bourne
The Fruit Bat of Taxidermy
Whoever the taxidermist was,
Melina Papadopoulos
Ode to Hands translated from Spanish by Mihaela Moscaliuc and Juan Suárez Proaño
Nothing can hide from hands
Juan Suárez Proaño
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