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My Shame & Sanctuary
At first that howl suggests an overbearing parent
Julie Bruck
AS IN A SACK | STILL HEARD | BREATH THEY COULDN’T
AS IN A SACK held shut by cord,
Joan Houlihan
On Beauty and To the Phaistos Disc
I have a tree outside my house. I don’t know what kind—in spring, it blooms, gorgeous.
Natasha Sajé
Stone Cross
Remember your village of always uphill,
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Invitation to the Dance and Pieces of us Keep Breaking Off
In the summer of 1949, Jacques d’Amboise found himself in a clash with a bully
Carol Kner
Ars Poetica
The shell of the papershell pecan can easily be broken
Angie Estes
Crow Poison
stumbled drunkenly
Jules Jacob and Sonja Johanson
The Wind Cried Mary
In 1967 when Hendrix coaxed, Are you experienced?
Dzvinia Orlowsky
when you ask me if you are a good father & cook up meets god
look we know how this will play out
Saida Agostini
Gertrude Suite, [Mechthild Says God is a Bell] & Lazarus
Semantic, in the way that interruption is semantic.
G.C. Waldrep
PET SOUNDS
The summer I bought Pet Sounds at G.C. Murphy’s, I hadn’t gone a block from the store when on impulse I smashed
J.T. Barbarese
Monk’s Eye, #20
Of all rhythms he found day and night
Cees Nooteboom
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