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A Poem and Two Fables
The breeze this morning pulls on the surface of the bay,
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Perspective and Chosen by the Lion
In the bedroom, the man disentangles his limbs from those of another.
Susan Wheeler
THE FLOWER AT THE END OF THE WORLD
It was a 1954 Ford pickup truck that stopped
T.R. Hummer
In the Waiting Room | City of Bridges
Light poured
Flávia Rocha
CROYLAND ABBEY
irrigation or exit
G.C. Waldrep
UBI AMOR IBI OCULUS EST
Flumes of the late night
Donald Revell
Circus
How the squirrel, skittish, leaps, lobbing its orange
Mark Irwin
Three Ibises in the Rain
That’s how it was early this morning--
Billy Collins
White Gauze Curtains
in them we see
Mary Mackey
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
To Anything at All
Our father who is neither ours nor a father but farther and nearer,
William Olsen
Winkles & Dillisk
Does he suspect the boys
Ron Smith
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