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Mari Küla and Mari Meli
Manuela Colipe Benavente breathes in the sun so that she can sleep.
Jaime Luis Huenún
Building the Boat, Trèboul (1930)
Half-way, the basket nature of the ship
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Extreme Close-up
All the things I love about his face come from movement:
Susan Rich
Undertaking
“It is certainly strange
Bruce Beasley
The World Provides
Someone somewhere must always be
Lawrence Raab
A Love Poem While Dissolving
I’m trying to say I love you, but Buckminster Fuller declared
David Wagoner
Sky
What you draw as a blue stripe high above
Maggie Smith
Owls Was The Most Likely Explanation
It’s pretty wild to think how long ago
Jeffrey Gustavson
Three Poems
came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her
Elena Karina Byrne
Fat
I saw that I was fat and walked and walked toward a desert only to find a case of (not light) beer.
Carrie Etter
Alone at the New Year
An instant of awe, then, afterwards,
Donald Revell
What a Man Wants is the Power to Name the Terms of His Rescue
If I had that power,
Ray Gonzalez
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