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My Heart in Evening
In the evening one hears the sharp shrieks of bats.
Georg Trakl
RIFF ON A LINE BY CHAR
Somewhere inside the sacerdotal
Jake Crist
A Brief Portfolio
When Doris the hen
R.T. Smith
FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.
What else would I do on the river
Benno Barnard
Guitar & Lantern
The boy with prosthetic limbs is the flame
Bruce Bond
Half the Time
In an emergency
Jane Zwart
Three Stages of Friendship and Grief
I was wondering if your eyelashes had fallen out
Elizabeth Jacobson
Fireworks or Gunfire?
It’s just somebody sighting his gun—
Chase Twichell
False Darkness
I need the sun to be setting
William Olsen
Guardian Angels Witness More Lives Than Yours
You are eight years old.
Tom Laichas
To a Man in Rags Holding Out a Cup | A 100-year-old Man Asks Me to Write about Something
I don’t have much
Frannie Lindsay
Electric Eyes of Night
Three lanterns fill your window with deception.
Alan Zhukovski
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