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Two Stories and a Poem
Do you have a canned ham?
Lydia Davis
3:14 PM
This blue pen I am holding
Matthew Zapruder
Last Day in Coldwater
Our phone died due to lack
Jim Daniels
The Quarry, Pontaise
To enter into the greens
Linda Pastan
Joy
Even when the gods have driven you
Dorianne Laux
Stonesuck
It’s of course tempting
Mark Everett Wittmer
December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, darkening in maple shade.
David Bottoms
One for André Breton
Always for the first time
Jules Jacob
Essay: Domestic
Brassiere
Chelsea Wagenaar
Poems from My Deathbed (and Just Beyond)
More than ever cherishing
Linda Bamber
Cache
Here lies a hectic site, la Cité
Angie Estes
The Silver Bullet
When I wasn’t washing my hands, I remembered
Lynn Levin
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