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Yard Art in Georgia
Their presence was sudden.
Kelly Cherry
IN JANUARY
Low sky, slow air, and nothing much
Julie Bruck
Kyoto, Without Me
chills and goes dark. At this very instant
Nathalie Anderson
I was trying to weigh darkness
I was trying to weigh darkness how much does darkness weigh
Martha Silano
Found Poem: “Swelling Anti-Asian Violence: Who Is Being Attacked Where,” NYT, April 3, 2021
Queens | A 47-year-old man and his 10-year-old son
Kimiko Hahn
Love Talk | On the Way to the Casinos
What the boy heard his older sister say—
Scott Withiam
Early Christianity: A Poem | Rome
OK, says James, let them keep their foreskins.
Ron Smith
cedar top goddesses from phil’s sawmill | ozark sonnet
The cedar goddesses lie down on saw-horses
Andrei Codrescu
On a Version of “Lady with Lapdog” | Synch
How clever, to leave out all the articles, thereby suggesting their story, their plight, were less a story than a portrait
Steve Bradbury
The Recognizable | Poem Beginning with a Line by C. Dale Young
Like when an irresistible force
Troy Jollimore
Doppler Effect
Stopped in cars, we are waiting to accelerate
Arthur Sze
Odyssey to the Self: Seven Minutes with Susan Rich and Nancy Mitchell
When my mother took out the small skillet, black and flecked
Susan Rich
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