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A Brief Portfolio
I remembered one day when I was new to that part of the city
Jessica Greenbaum
The Consultation Business
If I consult the Philosopher’s Tarot to guide my thought
Jerome Sala
Three Poems
His Majesty’s flock of Spanish sheep at Kew is most grievously afflicted...
Rachel Careau
Two Poems
My old man praised himself for not being
Marc Vincenz
Leaving the Big City
So afterward I sat by the bosphorus blue water and many dazzling
Peter Balakian
Double Effect: December 31
the bridge closes behind you
Martha Serpas
Ancestors
Farther back than my grandmother
Fred D’Aguiar
A Brief Portfolio
the afternoons are perfect
T.R. Hummer
Odyssey to the Self: Seven Minutes with Susan Rich and Nancy Mitchell
When my mother took out the small skillet, black and flecked
Susan Rich
Loosestrife
The cities changed hands. In the course
Donald Revell
Anatomy of Late
It looks like a fox, when it’s sleeping. No, its body
Sally Rosen Kindred
American Upanishad (IV)
The I is a pillar,
Amit Majmudar
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