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A Terribly Sentimental Fork
As unmined silver,
Amy Gerstler
Three Stages of Friendship and Grief
I was wondering if your eyelashes had fallen out
Elizabeth Jacobson
Houses
Under the cold light of the chintzy white crown chandelier, I’d lean one upright card again
Alan Shapiro
No Selfies For Mary & Pater Noster
In the mausoleum shadow, eye-mopping mother, O Mary,
J.T. Barbarese
Before Summer Rain
Then, out of the green of the grove,
Rainer Maria Rilke
The Birthday Ceremony
Seventeen rooms of long maroon
Cynthia Cruz
From AfterTalk
Dumuzi spoke: “My sister, I would go with you to my garden
Chard deNiord
Errand
The fawn was
David Baker
Six Blessings and a Curse
Weigh odds. Pray. Pay bills.
Richard Kenney
Tampa at 8PM, Listening to a Podcast on Bird Migration
Woodlawn Cemetery lies shadowed beneath violet-bellied clouds
Will Wellman
Handel in London, 1741
Wedged in a chair near the open window,
Floyd Skloot
Light and Dark
I like that the word light is powerful and yet so gentle, like a good man.
John Poch
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