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I prefer synthetic grass
no roots no worm
Jane Medved
Pink is the Navy Blue of India
Flea market guy tells me the pornos are five dollars
David Kirby
The Mirror
We dream of two dragons
Norman Dubie
A ROMANCE | DOUBLED MIDDAY
A creature without definite feelings. Better so.
Shamshad Abdullaev
Square of Beveled Glass
Hag––first thought.
Joan Larkin
Archaeologists
Archaeologists found
Hoyt Rogers
Poem With A Ghost Town
I am the town that everyone left
Cynthia Atkins
Necromancy
Squeeze the shadow.
Shuqi Gao
Words
Words are loyal.
Jane Hirshfield
Snake Church and Patience, with Bees
I’m Reverend Brody Coots
R.T. Smith
Beginning and Whatever Doesn’t Kill Your Mother Makes Her Stronger
One of the first days my mom’s in the ICU, I try to describe
Denise Duhamel
Mass on the Beach
I’m trying not to wonder if the priest
Lexi Pelle
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