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MARATHON | SHORELINE
Jesus hears a swarm of bees beneath his porch. His television
Amelia Martens
The Good World
but when I painted the deer
Frannie Lindsay
Poem in the Old Style
At the beginning of the play Hecuba was mourning her great losses. She made lists, blamed the Gods: they could
Ira Sadoff
Eight Poems
An Amazon can be used for so much. The ashtray
Marie Lundquist
Were We So Fragile?
What promises didn’t you deliver, beautiful Life!
René Char
Christmas Lights
I have watched how
Anne Shafmaster
Downsizing
Hey, maybe the time has come to empty
Amy Gerstler
Missing
If I told you simply that the bed in the Baptist Hospital
Carl Dennis
Want
How do I want you? Let me count the ways.
Troy Jollimore
Lava Lakes and Petrified Forests in the Afterlife
I watched a roomful of faces exert effort to remain unrevealed
Dara Wier
Love Talk | On the Way to the Casinos
What the boy heard his older sister say—
Scott Withiam
Solstice, Seven Questions (Private/Public) & A Fable
blood on a slide--thumbprint in a pool--
Anna Maria Hong
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