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On Shadows & On Risk
Me and my shadow
DeWitt Henry
Flowers in a Vase
The dahlias' unopened buds poke like periscopes above their clownish mass
Don Bogen
Things forgotten
once in another city,
Michael Anania
St. Bonaventure and Spring Birthday Romance
Merton’s last stop in the world
Frances Richey
SAY
Says her Tarot reader says
Rae Armantrout
Rubbish Heap translated by Sasha Dugdale
I haven’t the strength to sing of you, resplendent rubbish heap!
Elena Shvarts
Polaris Mall
February, 9:37 p.m. Two Canada geese,
J. Allyn Rosser
The Podium
He is bilious, potty-mouthed, at once puffy and rachitic. He sways, eyes red and rheumy as September strawberries.
D. Nurkse
From “The Last Letter of My Body”, translated from Russian by Anne O. Fisher
it’s winter here: the winter rains come, the roses bloom
Alex Averbuch
The Barn
No one just Mary
Frannie Lindsay
The Old Pythagorean | Wish You Were Here
The Scottish sheep farmer John Williamson espoused the Pythagorean doctrine of metempsychosis, which held that
Rachel Careau
Repair
In this, our chapter on enamelware
Greg Sendi
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