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The Suicide’s Wife
inhabits an invisible island
Amy Gerstler
The Pair
Here’s how they climbed out of the nights’ custody.
Karl Krolow
“The Walnut and Honey Cookies” translated from Romanian by Clara Burghelea
I am a Kurdish refugee who, for over a decade,
Ștefan Manasia
AUDITION
Once through an ancient stage door, past a sign
Carol Muske-Dukes
Nautilus
I fantasize about inhabiting a nautilus, how each chamber
Elinor Ann Walker
Rome/Glasgow: Early March
Our favorite time to visit—cool air for all-day walking, in
Ron Smith
TAROT: THE EMPRESS
Earth pours wet, quick scimitars
Annie Finch
Anatomy of Late
It looks like a fox, when it’s sleeping. No, its body
Sally Rosen Kindred
The Studio
The palette down left in the foreground,
Arthur Brown
Late Elegy for Charlotte
You were about to sail the Seine.
Lynn Emanuel
If He Had Missed It Would Have Killed Him
my uncle said of the dog pa shot
Brionne Janae
Clothes
Because other things needed buying,
Molly Peacock
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