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Those last days in Hollywood—
Dana Goodyear
The Just Measure and Eels
I stay here on the balcony after the rain, peering at the sky of a rocky landscape,
Ioan Flora
Our Bodies Ourselves
No one would sit by Vicky Syme
Angela Sorby
Car le Vice by Tomaž Šalamun translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry
Car le Vice, rongeant ma native noblesse
Tomaž Šalamun
A Snow Woman
A window on a side yard in winter.
Daisy Fried
Borges at Dolphin Books: New Orleans, 1982
He props his cane between Maps & True Crime,
David Wojahn
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
Embryo
All morning, pitting the apricots
Gemma Gorga
The Sailor’s Love Song and Irish Whiskey
When I was young I burned to be
Peter Meinke
Compare the movement of swallows
with Magritte’s matrix of businessmen
Kathleen Flenniken
Powder
Yesterday I opened your pill box, and there
Mark Irwin
Instruction on Driving with an Orgasm | Napoleon’s Hat
Look both ways before going out for a spin. And ease onto the road. Take careful note of the speed limit and
Nin Andrews
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