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Tongue of Language | Nightmare
Oh tongue of language, moving with your comb
Annie Finch
Qinghai and Tengchong
a prayer flag rolls around a heap of round stones
Song Lin
The Bahá’í School
It stood at the top of a steep hill that sloped all the way down to the Pisquataqua River, which even then I knew was tidal.
Lindsay Stuart Hill
Family
None of my friends called their grandmother Nana.
Alan Shapiro
Inner City Canal
This water tumbling over the canal locks
Michael Smith
Aperol-Spritz | Padua
Across the river from the Grossmünster
Karl Kirchwey
Ultimatum
If I forget one character a day
Weijia Pan
Sister Dementia Remembers & Phone Booth
Enough of bosom, ass, and pillow—
Nancy Mitchell
Enchanted Egg #2
When you look inside through the tiny porthole the lake looks back without blinking.
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
A Brief Portfolio
As the fight went on my father set
Floyd Skloot
TO HÉCTOR VIEL TEMPERLEY
Cockroaches ignored the winter dawn
Campbell McGrath
Fidelity
Heaven-selvage, twilight eyelet opened
Kimberly Johnson
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