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Black Forest and Country Night
Sometimes my mind goes back to certain things.
Laura Newbern
CALLING BACK | CHARITY
My daughter sings in snow falling through the scent of red oak or ash, some of the flakes large enough to contain passages from Emily Dickinson’s letters.
Steven Cramer
Family Once Removed and Who Cooks for You?
I like to be alone
Judy Katz
Melancholia & Trouble in Mind
On the periodic table, it is the densest of elements. It does not refract or reflect, but absorbs all
Eric Pankey
Autobiography and Primo
long before I wanted a drink I wanted a drink and it’s been
Alexander Long
Georges de la Tour! Georges de la Tour! | Metka | The Cross
I see how you climb!
Tomaž Šalamun
Ekaterina Derisheva’s “in the ‘war’ mode” and “Houses Discuss” translated by Tatiana Retivov
while they sort out who helped more
Ekaterina Derisheva
In Praise of Transformations
Not always dramatic. Often soundless.
Margaret Gibson
DIEU! QU’IL LA FAIT & ON THE RIVERLINE
Would it be cheating
J.T. Barbarese
A WOMAN I KNEW ATE FIRE FOR BREAKFAST
And the light would tattoo itself across her mouth
Susan Rich
THE LIGHTS ON THE BOATS
I didn’t start this to break anyone’s heart.
C Dale Young
Which Makes Me, I Guess, the Muddy Colorado
What we learn from most pornography is
Patrick Donnelly
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