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Beginning and Whatever Doesn’t Kill Your Mother Makes Her Stronger
One of the first days my mom’s in the ICU, I try to describe
Denise Duhamel
She Dog | Mermaid
A ticky rain of blood from
Terese Svoboda
Night Pieces
The hickories live close by—
Stephen Knauth
Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
The Absurd Self Looking Both Ways at Once | Inventing Nightlife
Plato said the world is divided into a world
Marc Vincenz
The Epileptic
Conversations with him are like waiting for thunder.
Jehanne Dubrow
Your Brother’s Face
You believe your brother will come down
Christopher Howell
Riding the Metro-North New Haven Line and Black Mountain Music
The question is what kind of sausage are they—
David Blair
Naked City
Apprehended in Herald Square carrying the head of his sister-in-law
Ron Slate
The Age of the Onion
The onion is a Book of Revelations, diced to proverb-size.
David Keplinger
Cooking in Ashes
The smile is missing; no joy around the eyes.
Amelia Martens
The Drowned and the Saved
If all of us were to try to kill ourselves at least once, then all of us would know nothing more than that: which is why
Tom Sleigh
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