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Husband-Watching Height
That’s my fear, turning to stone.
Patricia Clark
So What
My mind’s a ringing phone
Elizabeth A. I. Powell
Arcana
The solvent alters. The durable
Eric Pankey
JOURNAL, OR STORY WITHOUT WORDS
And I follow the hand copying what it had written years ago
Brian Swann
The Neighbor’s War and Walking Backwards
Through my kitchen window I can watch
Maura Stanton
THE WHITE ROAD
I am walking along the dazzling ruin of a road I knew
Daniel Tobin
For Michael Gottlieb
All this time me on he leadéd
Charles Bernstein
ON PAINTING THE SISTINE CHAPEL: MICHELANGELO TO GIOVANNI DA PISTOIA
This damn job’s given me a goiter –
Steve Kronen
Tsunami Letter—March 2011
Shunning the safety of high ground
Lawrence Matsuda
IN JANUARY
Low sky, slow air, and nothing much
Julie Bruck
From the Ass’s Mouth: A Theory of the Leisure Class
Up on stage in the three-quarters empty auditorium,
Tom Sleigh
LITTLE PIECES OF STRING TOO SMALL TO BE USED | INCEST | HER LISTS | BIRD SONGS
Granny's label on a box in her attic.
Wendy Barker
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