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Judith Beheading Holofernes
No one ever read the
Book of Judith
to a slave—
Ellen June Wright
when it is time
you pass that bridge
Dong Li
NIGHT COMMUNION
We met at the revolving hotel door. You’d shaved
Tara Skurtu
ABC Minors
Painted in oils on wood, the entire composition
Linda Bierds
Sonnet for a Tall Flower Blooming at Dinnertime
Southern Flower, I want to quote the bard,
Yona Harvey
No Touch and Elder in a Garden
I'm fed up with farewells.
Marjan Strojan
From the grab bag of desire
I keep meaning to walk up to you,
Bob Hicok
Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot
I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether
M.L. Williams
Unified Theory
The night is blue and staggered with stars.
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Head of a Woman with the Horns of a Ram
I used to curse the sidewalk ice
Katie Hartsock
Painting
all things look as if
André du Bouchet
Indian River at Dusk
The first and only time I caught a sheephead
Tara Skurtu
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