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Picking Prunes and The Majestic Theatre
From the ground up is how you rise
D.A. Powell
Family Once Removed and Who Cooks for You?
I like to be alone
Judy Katz
The Village Crow
The village crow knew everything—
Dzvinia Orlowsky
OVER THE MOON
Five a.m.—the soft percussion of the rain
John Brehm
Double Sonnet Ending in New Testament
This poem is meant to have the make and model
Erika Meitner
Arête | Eurydice
The Hemingway who wrote three stories in a crummy hotel
Brian Culhane
Home-Boys: Baby & Me (a Sapphic)
Ex-gang members. Driveby days over. Zero
Carol Muske-Dukes
Sweet Tooth
The man in the window is cheesecake;
Alexis Rhone Fancher
UBI AMOR IBI OCULUS EST
Flumes of the late night
Donald Revell
Stone Arabia
The horses bisect the field
Mark Wunderlich
ON SILVER SPOONS
The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-
Wendy Barker
God-Box
They give us a white cube, a paper box,
Mark Doty
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