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In the Waiting Room | City of Bridges
Light poured
Flávia Rocha
Magical Thinking
My dog does not question
Lisa Russ Spaar
[There was the way his mother]
There was the way his mother called him baby-faced that made me defensive.
Megan Nichols
What a Man Wants is the Power to Name the Terms of His Rescue
If I had that power,
Ray Gonzalez
The Left Hand
clay votive offering
Fred Marchant
Thetis
We see her through her element, not
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Self-Portrait to Be Used in Meditation | 22 | Chesty Morgan and Her Crazy-Ass Titties
I have a live owl in my mouth instead of words;
Krzysztof Jaworski
Natural History of the Soul
The song thrush hops, runs, stands,
Elizabeth Arnold
Two Poems
You search for the best doctors, try to curb her pain—
Jennifer Franklin
The Authentic Galleries
Begin again. Begin with the wound.
G.C. Waldrep
Coda alla Vaccinara | A Dusting
From Keats’s grave, past the Paladiana and Coyote
Ron Smith
AFTERNOON AT THE METROPOLITAN, NYC
Against the mauve wall, a Flegel
Clare Rossini
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