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Poems

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  • Somewhere in Eastern Europe

    It was the year the townsfolk

  • Three Poems by Abba Kovner translated from Hebrew by Rachel Neve-Midbar

    I am not holding a mirage

  • What I learned from ‘Saved by the Bell’

    Only half a dozen people actually exist

  • Across the Wide Missouri

    It’s toward the end of the season

  • Ultimatum

    If I forget one character a day

  • Always a Woman, a War, or a Lost Cause

    That hunched those men over Zorro’s

  • The Shell

    When I picked it up from the sand

  • 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

  • FAMILY BATTLES | WITCH

    My uncle stares at the TV throughout

  • Post Mortem

    You might not see the bodies in the famous photo

  • Because What Else Could I Do

    I alone in a restaurant

  • HOW IT IS WITH THE MEEK

    They are pulverized into earth