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The Night Dancers
Praise the shadows that slither up candlelit walls
Grace Schulman
Poem Beginning with a Line from Levis
As if we’re put on the earth to forget the ending,
Gabriella R. Tallmadge
Leprechaun
The old woman next door would appear in
Tara Skurtu
Father and Analysand
Shy in houndstooth, white hair and a smoke
Joan Houlihan
Necromancy
Squeeze the shadow.
Shuqi Gao
Note to Thomas Stearns Eliot
I just dared to eat
Billy Collins
Separation
Slumbering suburbs, calm depths of summer.
Ramón García
from Nothing in the Dark
My mother would assuage my childhood night-fears by saying There's nothing in the dark that you can't see during
Fred Muratori
Two poems by Sandra Moussempès, translated from French by Carrie Chappell and Amanda Murphy
A house stands out from the rest of the forest, emptied of its occupants for centuries
Sandra Moussempès
Ten Days After the Dobbs Decision
The possum loped into view, pouch dragging slow
Adam Chiles
The Night Was Born
This night was born in an old and dust-filled pantry, and yesterday’s – in the
Alexander Ulanov
Two Poems
You’d think somebody would’ve put those six
Ron Smith
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