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Don’t Bum Out the Musicians
At St. Paul’s church, the musicians have heard it all.
Cornelius Eady
I’m Nothing
close to a Zen scholar,
Christopher Buckley
The Oklahoma Purchase
William Howard Taft wouldn’t drink before dark.
Brian Henry
Three Poems
Heat, filthy, gut-sick heat in my city’s cobblestone streets.
Teresa Cader
Two Poems
The clarity of familiar faces
Chantal Bizzini
Yellowphant and Don’t Forget
The circus so yellow and red stands on two feet,
Terese Svoboda
Polaris Mall
February, 9:37 p.m. Two Canada geese,
J. Allyn Rosser
Two poems from “The Mistaken Place of Things”
How to say hair
Gabriela Aguirre
Last Christmas
Your best friend had brain cancer
Timothy Liu
Bedtime Story
It wasn’t only my father who believed in the romanticism of war
Bruce Cohen
Four Poems
A sudden pain flares in in my head like a match flaring into darkness: my mother is dying.
Amy Newlove Schroeder
SPITE FENCE | THE HUMAN CANARY
My neighbor forced his abutter
John Skoyles
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