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Little Pea: A Brief Portfolio
Sometimes I think I shouldn’t write about my past.
Nin Andrews
Stone Arabia
The horses bisect the field
Mark Wunderlich
Elegy
The breeze this morning pulls on the surface of the bay
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
Shoulder
She flies south to visit me
Chelsea Wagenaar
Two Poems
the way a kitchen’s dirty washcloth
Joyce Peseroff
Ghazal, After Ferguson
Somebody go & ask Biggie to orate
Yusef Komunyakaa
I Spent one Summer with a Semi-colon
in those days people called it shacking up
Angela Ball
The Widow at Point Reyes and Broncoscopy
She sat for an hour watching 10,000 tiny silver fish
Chard deNiord
Into the Flame
And you lay for decades counting sheep
Jay Parini
Master Class
Demonstrate on mine, I say.
Annette Barnes
Cicada’s Courtship, Origin Story and Clean Houses
The dissipation of freshly harvested leeks, wilted,
Rasha Abdulhadi
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