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Burial Arrangements
If I have to be buried at all,
Billy Collins
White Gauze Curtains
in them we see
Mary Mackey
Reading Julio Cortázar after turning 70
Years ago, there was your story about a man named John Howell.
Patricia Spears Jones
Becoming Hat
When in Rockport— with Rockport—
Scott Withiam
Three Poems from “Where Are the Trees Going”
Inhabited uninhabited house subject to the air’s structure
Vénus Khoury-Ghata
Shin Issues | Flash Flood
Probably you have shins.
Douglas Goetsch
Christmas Nineteen-Sixty-Something and Notes from My Doppelganger
By that time we were hanging the tree from a hook
Kurt Luchs
in common and gentrify
My neighbor Steve is one of these lawn guys, with an engined solution for every yard flaw.
Sarah Dunphy-Lelii
DOMESTIC
Another word for kid is it. You always love but do not always like it.
Adrian Blevins
Redeye | The Window’s Water
that never sets,
Terese Svoboda
Alone at the New Year
An instant of awe, then, afterwards,
Donald Revell
Shooting Pool in the Mental Hospital
Because memory is not the hovering bank shot that stops at the lip
Al Maginnes
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