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April
I think I will accept my life, the moment
Maxine Scates
Remembering Lethe
Yesterday, a friend reached out:
Brian Culhane
July 4th
Tarred roads starting to buckle,
William Logan
The Morgue is Closed & Pélican Dans Sa Píeté
Any décor depresses when it shows
Martha Serpas
All Night, Give or Take a Sloppy Hour
My neighbor’s patio light burns like an ember, burns cleanly, never mind circadian rhythms and light pollution,
Lance Larsen
SPENCER HILL
is steep, so breathing hard we sink down into a front pew,
Annette Barnes
THE LOST MUSEUM | GOODBYE TO A
All my life stars falling on cars, the laundry
Kelle Groom
Afterimage
Do you remember those Cornell shadow boxes we saw at some
Frances Richey
Sullen Art
Someone will write a poem called Charlottesville,
Kim Addonizio
A Series of Small Scandals and Dear Telephone Booth,
Imogen photographed her new husband:
Susan Rich
Bathroom Mirror
Often, when dazzled by sunlight,
James Longenbach
In the Next Life and The Office of Apology
When I become the most trusted translator of your poems
Jessica Greenbaum
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