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This Moment
You know when darkness seems to pour
Ron Smith
Cache
Here lies a hectic site, la Cité
Angie Estes
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
Rare Moment
A clear choice
Lia Purpura
Nesting & a triptych
At my parents’ house nothing is in boxes, nothing is packed.
Katie Moritz
Three Poems
Somewhere in Brooklyn, a nurse walks out of the hospital where I was born,
Gerry LaFemina
Found placed against her upper right arm
A pin unpinned,
Ashley Mabbitt
ON RETREAT | POLAND SPRING MANDARIN ORANGE
The way you reconstructed the dream was telling –
Jerome Sala
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
Classmate
I was at the beach talking with someone else
Betsy Sholl
A Brief Portfolio
I was in sixth grade when I twirled Stephanie Comb’s
Nin Andrews
Florida
Every beauty barbed, from the tiniest mites
Kimberly Johnson
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