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Soaked, by Marilyn Kallet
At the friary lunch we chat about End of Days,
Marilyn Kallet
Excerpt from poem by Im Yunjidang translated from Hanja (via modern Korean) by Suphil Lee Park
This shapeless blade
Im Yunjidang
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
Three Poems
came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her
Elena Karina Byrne
Bailed Out
And once we climbed over the wire fence
Katia Kapovich
NOTES ON SILENCE
The racket of birdsong wakes me at 4am, before first light.
DeWitt Henry
A Back Road Near Calais, 1961
A Back Road Near Calais, 1961
Mark Jarman
Unified Theory
The night is blue and staggered with stars.
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
[There was the way his mother]
There was the way his mother called him baby-faced that made me defensive.
Megan Nichols
REMEMBERING RAY – AUG. 2,1998 – FOR TESS
The invitation reads:
Jim Somers
Quickies in Widowhood with three instances of laughter (one not narrated), two instances of crying
Amid the whiteness of cheeses, corn puffs,
Daisy Fried
Two Dogs Passing Through the Yard | Practice
One’s a male Aussie mix,
Chase Twichell
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