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Toshno
Marina is trying to describe Raskolnikov’s interior state
Barbara Hamby
Debris
I love those spirits
Lola Ridge
Comet
You once filled my night sky.
Zeina Azzam
Ode to Roadside Shrines
I first see you in Crete, little boxes on four skinny legs,
Barbara Hamby
Two Poems
There was intent. To bisect the fields
John Kinsella
Inroad
The radiance that is always around us is incited
David Rivard
Tolstoi Learned to Ride a Bike at an Age When Most of Us Cash in Chips by Annette Barnes & Stuart Friebert
There we were, watching the parade, while he climbed up
Annette Barnes
One of a Series
My daughter sees the sky from another angle, slate-blue reflected in a lake called living.
Joni Wallace
CREATION MYTH
We never expected this. Shapes
Danielle Blau
Pensé Que Estabas Muerto
but your deaths existed the nights you didn’t come home.
Jules Jacob
This Close and Gaza Aftermath
Little brother I have forgotten
Richard Hoffman
If He Had Missed It Would Have Killed Him
my uncle said of the dog pa shot
Brionne Janae
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