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Early Christianity: A Poem | Rome
OK, says James, let them keep their foreskins.
Ron Smith
Fable 7, 8 & 9
I knew a boy with swastikas on his sneakers. I never knew the story.
Bruce Bond
Bad Harvest
Does my name take your tongue’s
Dzvinia Orlowsky
What’s Real? | Is Nothing Sacred Anymore?
This question didn’t much interest me
David Huddle
A Brief Portfolio of Selected Poems by Yves Bonnefoy translated by Hoyt Rogers
I admire the definition of poetry in Beasts, Men, and Gods, the inexhaustible book by Ossendowski.
Yves Bonnefoy
Becoming Hat
When in Rockport— with Rockport—
Scott Withiam
The Window Light, The Dead Boy Isn’t Dad & The Window Light Again
Painting around the windowsill
Michael Broek
SHE-POETS CENTO
Femininity is a sickness. I open my eyes.
Kate Daniels
Synecdoche, New York
When you meet
Troy Jollimore
Two Poems
The sky spills a certain sadness after sunset,
Paul Christiansen
Wilderness
The mind is a wilderness like Bartram’s, razed, cemented over, marked by rows
Carol Frost
FISHERMEN’S VILLAGE | VIA POLITICA
Squinty, salt-dusted windows gaze into the distance.
Luljeta Lleshanaku
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