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The Gone and the Going Away
The world I know keeps going farther
Maurice Manning
small town saxaphone
men in rain, thin and fine halos of hair,
Zhu Zhu
Of Course
If I wake at 3, ephemerality
Sydney Lea
Two Poems
Black, faux-leather cover with gold trim—
Alice Friman
The Easy Way to Stop Drinking
We are as flies in a pitcher plant,
Kim Addonizio
Blind | Opulent, Unfunereal World
The way, as I wake, some shimmery dream
Chris Forhan
Three Poems
I had not thought of her until many years later driving on White Lightning Road with my son.
Cleopatra Mathis
Delete the Bird
My will was just a constant cuckoo
Elizabeth Metzger
Exclusive Beautiful Grapheme War
history means touch, bodies
G.C. Waldrep
Oracle, Mallarmé & Stone
A broken rib could be the sign
Bruce Bond
Car Trouble
I watch the engine start to burn
Charlie Clark
Kyoto, Without Me
chills and goes dark. At this very instant
Nathalie Anderson
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