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Cave Milk
How can it be Tomaz? How is it
David Wojahn
City That Cultivated Our Voice
Back then, everything was only starting,
Serhiy Zhadan
Stone Cross
Remember your village of always uphill,
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Ebbtide
He said one day when we are old, we—
Lynne Thompson
Resumé
Families shame you;
Kim Addonizio
Hellebore | The Way of Books
Lord, I am all
Mary Ruefle
Shot | Total Eclipse
Don’t be distracted by
Joseph Campana
A Nocturnal Upon Saint Charles Yeager’s Day
Here comes that sonic boom
Kimberly Johnson
From Blue as White (The Book of Margins) by Helga Landauer-Olshvang |
Get out alive – spine, spleen, whole
Helga Landauer-Olshvang
Washing Women, Cathedral and Sky
And when deep into the afternoon,
Kwame Dawes
A Brief Portfolio
“Digital streaming, brother, rates of flow in time
Peter Campion
She said she saw, Maya Lin and At night, I tried
She said she saw her own veins
Christina Pugh
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