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Early Explorers Sometimes Carried Watermelons Instead of Canteens & Close Your Eyes
Ever cut open a watermelon
Katharine Rauk
spattered measure
what beauty O sad world through answers
Shira Dentz
Creek
Now it is easy to find where the creek dwindles, where it thickens at last, where its
Carrie Causey
NIGHT SPIDER
All day he waited, then
Will Stone
Sunday in Connecticut
I drive into town.
Judy Katz
It Will Start One Day
you know, it will start one day, the ebb
Dmitry Blizniuk
Edinburgh University Anatomical Collection
Take shelter awhile from mortality
Karl Kirchwey
[There was the way his mother]
There was the way his mother called him baby-faced that made me defensive.
Megan Nichols
St. Rose of Lima
Lips weary with chapped hallelujahs,
Tiana Nobile
RODIN, “Hand with Small Torso, Bronze” | Rodin’s “The Cathedral”
In Paris you can see his drawer of hands.
Peter Cooley
Joy
After you say my beauty
Jehanne Dubrow
Major Brands…
Cloth covers a woman’s face so we
Kate Monaghan
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