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On October 21, 1962, Sylvia Plath wrote one poem that became two.
Kathleen Ossip
Seven Minutes with Mary Halvorson: Poetry and Jazz, Hand in Hand
Artlessly falling through overstretched arms delivers the night underground, a hole
Mary Halvorson
Fifteen Essays on Boats, Boats, Language, and the SS
The Palermo Airport is not large.
Ann Pedone
Practicing Quiet & The Last Sleep Artist
What do you mean, you ate Melvin?
Nin Andrews
Reality Check
The orgasm likes the dusk best, the time of day
Nin Andrews
KINDNESS DETECTOR | TRUTH IN ADVERTISING |
It looks like a bamboo flute, but has a motor that draws air across a copper plate treated with chemicals which,
Charles Harper Webb
The Lord Is a Man of War | Far Desert Region | The Day-Shift Sleeps, | [Does the war want
The Lord is a man of war
Katie Ford
I’ll Be Fine
Give or take, without my books
Cynthia Schwartzberg Edlow
Two Poems translated from Chinese by Steve Bradbury
The still object Kazuo Ohno caressed is already growing old
Wu Yu Hsuan
Mid-March
If, when I sit here in my study
Stewart Moss
Cache
Here lies a hectic site, la Cité
Angie Estes
Bruised Fruit
These sun-poached pages like an old address book
W.S. Di Piero
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