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Kennedy
Based on the private messages I receive
Stephanie Burt
RODIN, “Hand with Small Torso, Bronze” | Rodin’s “The Cathedral”
In Paris you can see his drawer of hands.
Peter Cooley
go ahead, flash your badges
good, the heart is closed now
Aleks Zywicki
Who Pays
Lord I have eaten and I don’t
Shane McCrae
Evening
The blue chair on the terrace, coffee, evening,
Cees Nooteboom
Velvetleaf
Tick of sweet clover, swinecress parasite, did you have a music
Jane Springer
A Series of Small Scandals and Dear Telephone Booth,
Imogen photographed her new husband:
Susan Rich
Embraced
I have visited an ancient redwood and heard it creak
Martha Rhodes
I Decided to Weigh My Head
Was it really as heavy as it felt?
John Brehm
Childhood
A bead of moisture swelling from black metal,
Alan Shapiro
Sack
Ancient river bed hacked and carved whittled deep
John Kinsella
Standing in a Field
what I saw
Marilyn A. Johnson
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