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My Raincoat Opens Doors for Me
It holds a door open above my head.
Andrea Cohen
Embraced
I have visited an ancient redwood and heard it creak
Martha Rhodes
The Dragonfly
Diamond-crusted wings flying an armored syringe
Keith Flynn
Music Class | Hymnals and Revivals
Kids learned to play
Andrea Cohen
N32P28
Do not treasure or belittle,
Hank Lazer
(…) | In Your Land
Let your heart beat like a gnat in an autumn lamp,
Anzhelina Polonskaya
Clytemnestra, Unleashed
Lovingly, she poured the scented water into his bath
Alice Friman
Three Poems
They watch her watching them, the spirits.
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
ABC Minors
Painted in oils on wood, the entire composition
Linda Bierds
GOD HOUR (ERIC LUNDQUIST: IN MEMORIAM)
No mind, no form, I only exist;
Lloyd Schwartz
Liebfraumilch, Scale and Season
Our new son, fallen asleep
Joshua McKinney
Don’t Bum Out the Musicians
At St. Paul’s church, the musicians have heard it all.
Cornelius Eady
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