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JOURNAL, OR STORY WITHOUT WORDS
And I follow the hand copying what it had written years ago
Brian Swann
DIEU! QU’IL LA FAIT & ON THE RIVERLINE
Would it be cheating
J.T. Barbarese
After the Paris Bombings
I lent my Daily Missal, which had been published before they dropped the Latin, to Robin. Though she had been
Steve Bradbury
Higher Education and In Every Scene
It’s hard to solve the problems of the world
Robert Nazarene
House of Clouds | Song
Clouds float over Giudecca Island,
Meena Alexander
But-cept
I recall not wanting my oldest son
Sydney Lea
SOLILOQUY OF A TORNADO IN THE DISTANCE
I knew a girl once
Bruce Bond
To a Soldier in Ukraine
A soldier must know three things—
Garrett Hongo
Here & Now
I’m walking the beach where I ran as a child.
Christopher Buckley
Resumé
Families shame you;
Kim Addonizio
Snow and Minerals
Rouge. It’s not a rose, it’s rouge.
Tomaž Šalamun
A Story of Mother Mary I Could Believe
The woman who was Mary knew things.
Nin Andrews
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