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Three Poems
In the rainy sub-
Reginald Gibbons
December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, darkening in maple shade.
David Bottoms
The Look
I’ll never tell Ethan I listen to him sing
Steven Cramer
A Photo Of My Father That Doesn’t Actually Exist and Take The Body From The Ground
Her clothing says Old Europe
Joshua Mensch
FOLDED WING | Pig, a sequel | Ode to Solitude
The wrist and the leg are the test: flexible,
Margo Berdeshevsky
ALL THE BOYS
my face is old now
Denise Duhamel
Abbatoir Time
The widower pushed the tailgate shut and fell.
Sydney Lea
Two Dogs Passing Through the Yard | Practice
One’s a male Aussie mix,
Chase Twichell
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
A Pittsburgh Bakery in Winter
Into Prantl’s, on Walnut Street,
Joseph Bathanti
Two Poems
Thinking’s chariot starts with it:
Peter Cole
“October, and the sun burnishes”
October, and the sun burnishes the leaves so brightly you
Ralph Culver
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