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The Poet in a Streetcar & The Sunflower of Rio de Onor
Suddenly with another year fallen away
Ruy Belo
Kennedy
Based on the private messages I receive
Stephanie Burt
The Bahá’í School
It stood at the top of a steep hill that sloped all the way down to the Pisquataqua River, which even then I knew was tidal.
Lindsay Stuart Hill
Oak Leaves as Young Musicians and Longing
Frosted-glass window lit orange.
Ashley Mabbitt
Three Stages of Friendship and Grief
I was wondering if your eyelashes had fallen out
Elizabeth Jacobson
Lag sol time
Please are the big good door, no one is so did it anymore will be to period. No: only if he’d sown wheat in a set fiche
Pierre Joris
Butchering the Ram | James Cameron Descends into Lake Baikal
And while traveling the transcendental path of non-violence,
Amarsana Ulzytuev
Not Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening
Promises to keep, was a lie, he had nothing. Through
Jennifer Michael Hecht
Burial Arrangements
If I have to be buried at all,
Billy Collins
The Twenties
Consider the twenties, not Gatsby, not Daisy, not that old Roaring,
John Hodgen
Before They Came For Us | Civilian Exiting the Facilities | Table for Six
They met in the woods below our homes, brought their sawed-off shotguns and
Idra Novey
THE COMPLETE LIST OF EVERYTHING
Plow blade excavated from a tomb
Eric Pankey
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