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Fallow Ground & Geometries of Exile (or)
your washboard hands
Daniele Pantano
CONGREGATION | AT LAST
We are six strangers gathered
Floyd Skloot
In the Supermarket of Orgasms
Some nights I feel so alone in my longing for you, love, alone in my supermarket of orgasms as I cruise the aisles of
Nin Andrews
Human Technology
Sunlit & dangerous, this country road.
Nomi Stone
Black Forest and Country Night
Sometimes my mind goes back to certain things.
Laura Newbern
CHINATOWN
I almost bought a lucky dragon
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Thanksgiving Chorus
Kindergarteners beautiful and dumb
Adam Tavel
Ode to Cabeza de Vaca
What good is it to see for miles and miles,
Bruce Weigl
Blond for All the Boys
Frank Ocean didn’t mean anything to me till Dave said check
Matthew Lippman
N33P14 and N33P29
Cloud cover
Hank Lazer
Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot
I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether
M.L. Williams
Tampa at 8PM, Listening to a Podcast on Bird Migration
Woodlawn Cemetery lies shadowed beneath violet-bellied clouds
Will Wellman
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