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THE COURTING
In every dark jazz club, in each smoky corner
Tara Betts
Three Poems
Our lives are so brief, she says,
D. Nurkse
Oloid and Pareidolia
Saturday, awake to the raw April outside. A dream that was on my tongue is gone with a swallow.
Jennifer Martelli
SOLILOQUY OF A TORNADO IN THE DISTANCE
I knew a girl once
Bruce Bond
Of Shine
What makes it
David Baker
Poem Beginning with a Line from Levis
As if we’re put on the earth to forget the ending,
Gabriella R. Tallmadge
Derealization
I left my body in Barnes & Noble
Julie Heming
The Shadow of Love
A man falls in love with a shadow
Nin Andrews
The New Odyssey Concordance
This is not the Odyssey
Beatriu Delaveda
ATTRACTION
a literary critic wrote some
Angela Marinescu
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
Ebbtide
He said one day when we are old, we—
Lynne Thompson
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