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Breathing Room
Not every week,
Floyd Skloot
Without Apology
Things happen. We’ve been promised
Annette Barnes
Her Oceanography
A strand of algae leaves its rubbery
Harriet Levin
Wuhan
Utopia, or dystopia,
Kehan Yu
Two Poems
In a blue wool cape and pearl earrings
Jody Stewart
Two Poems
One summer night I lay down under a yew tree.
Steven Cramer
And Now, As Promised
How lousy are your prospects when you
William Trowbridge
Geese
More dream now than memory, though memory is all it is: after an early dinner, I’m dropping them off at their
Alan Shapiro
Trash
Good you are trashing, my husband says, when I send him a photo
Nicole Cooley
Ode to Cabeza de Vaca
What good is it to see for miles and miles,
Bruce Weigl
The Book of Forgotten Geniuses
I can understand why the Egyptians
Stewart Moss
Pour Ainsi Dire
Drinking. What is boozing? If not a liquid manner of corresponding, thanks to wine,
Georges Perros
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