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Three Poems
A neighbor called me about the neighbors in the blue house between us.
David Baker
Learning to Play It Again
While my daughter was learning Clementi —
Sandra McPherson
Seventh Circle
And after the fight the moment of awakening
Tom Sleigh
Halloween
No gazette ran the story,
J.T. Barbarese
A Brief Portfolio
the afternoons are perfect
T.R. Hummer
Boots and Bayonet
My platoon a loose group cross-legged
Karen Skolfield
November
Hours ago I was walking with my dog down
Maxine Scates
Three Poems
It was a beauty, made by the Hmong in Laos
Julie Bruck
Godscan
The sun is the size of a human foot.
T.R. Hummer
36.
A woman was choked by a metal shackle
Louis Calaferte
Beginning and Whatever Doesn’t Kill Your Mother Makes Her Stronger
One of the first days my mom’s in the ICU, I try to describe
Denise Duhamel
As It Happens
As it happens, there was nothing left, so much to do, a plethora
Phillis Levin
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