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grief being a swatch of blue & grief being that song from childhood & grief being a pitched tent
a rectangle in an unborn son’s room
Nicole Callihan
Blind Trust
In the nod of a cow as, stiff-legged,
Joan Houlihan
Ant Story
Each ant was given a different part of the message to carry.
Tony Hoagland
How to Topple a Kingdom
Read overly-detailed novels. Prefer
Dick Allen
I’LL CALL YOU THIS AFTERNOON,
I’ll call you nowhere, now
Angie Estes
Cardinal
The drill of its song the whoop whoop whoop
Betsy Sholl
Dirt
Just after Wierex etched a toddler Christ
Linda Bierds
BETRAYAL—ORANGES AND APPLES | EEE EQUALS EMCEE SQUARED
I am a plastic tree, naturally
Arthur Vogelsang
Heard in Claesz
Decanting like the lees
Hoyt Rogers
Oxalis in the Ingleside & Zucchini in August
You can find the world’s second largest sundial
Diane K. Martin
Wool Cap
Flip is coming for dinner, I hear his car driving past the house.
A.L. Snijders
The Alone-Doors
Don’t try this at home.
Jim Daniels
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