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Before They Came For Us | Civilian Exiting the Facilities | Table for Six
They met in the woods below our homes, brought their sawed-off shotguns and
Idra Novey
Owls Was The Most Likely Explanation
It’s pretty wild to think how long ago
Jeffrey Gustavson
the primate hospital
I have raptured the oars.
G.C. Waldrep
My Surly Heart
You don’t know what lives
David Huddle
Shoulder
She flies south to visit me
Chelsea Wagenaar
Maybe It Will Happen in the Span of a Sentence translated by Daniel Bourne
One of the most interesting poets to emerge in Poland during the final decades of the 20th century
Bronislaw Maj
Seven Minutes with Afaa Weaver and Nancy Mitchell
Were it not for his silver hair
Afaa Michael Weaver
You, Reader, As I Imagine You
Why is it awkward to acknowledge
Chase Twichell
Poetry
In my new room upstairs,
Kim Dower
No Nonsense | The Layout
Split off for a sec
Charlie Smith
Edna St. Vincent, M.F.A.
Chic and petite, blind to her destiny
Mary Jo Salter
Early Explorers Sometimes Carried Watermelons Instead of Canteens & Close Your Eyes
Ever cut open a watermelon
Katharine Rauk
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