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BY THE MEADOWS OF HAY BALES
By the meadows of hay bales
Ira Sadoff
Small Hut
I know you only in echo,
Tess Gallagher
The Barn
No one just Mary
Frannie Lindsay
Game with a Mad Bounce
The child and I are kicking a pebble down the road--
D. Nurkse
Gonzalez-Torres at the Solstice and Why they Revere the Alcoholic Neighbor
Everyone guzzled what light there was leftover,
Merridawn Duckler
A Sampler
As you hold your breath, like a watchman waiting for sunrise. Let’s replace immediacy with a swift cataclysm, replace
Ana Gorria
Ode to the Paper Clip
O knot in two dimensions,
James Richardson
A VARIATION | MY MOTHER BEFORE SHE DIED | HART CRANE
Why ask to know, twin and neighbor,
William Louis-Dreyfus
SOME FAITH
God we need rain. And white flowers.
Barbara Ras
In My Thorn Dream | In my Path Dream
The thing is the delicacy
Robin Behn
Interlude for a Solitary Flute
What is the age of the couple
Mary Ruefle
A Nocturnal Upon Saint Charles Yeager’s Day
Here comes that sonic boom
Kimberly Johnson
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