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Travel Light
By all means take my suitcase, which now again
Pia Tafdrup
The Jeweled Eye
A ruby eye on the clasp of the gold
Gregory Donovan
Last Christmas
Your best friend had brain cancer
Timothy Liu
First Days at the Conservancy
I’m looking out the window—Paula’s window—
Carol Moldaw
Tom’s Sublet and Without Longing, What?
Once, a long time ago in Rome, I was bathed
Alice Friman
safe / harbor / rehab
you said your eyes
Fred Marchant
Looking Back on My Libido
It wasn’t love; it wasn’t even sex—
Hilde Weisert
Ekaterina Derisheva’s “in the ‘war’ mode” and “Houses Discuss” translated by Tatiana Retivov
while they sort out who helped more
Ekaterina Derisheva
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
When My Son Is Dead 14 Years
These are the years I bargain with God.
Alexis Rhone Fancher
On Thumbing Through Smith’s Recognizable Patterns of Human Malformation
And what of the bird-headed dwarfs
Alan Shapiro
Women and Monday Rondelet
Without them, one could end up straight
Hailey Leithauser
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