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It Was A 3.8
My mother said go get me a plum.
Ron Slate
End of the Century
We’ve slept too long, and that hasn’t stopped the incidental warping—
Paul Nemser
Winter Landscape with Bird Trap
Only sparrows fly down, crows wait in treetops.
Ron Houchin
It’s Not Your Fault
The brass lamp in your window,
Jennifer L. Knox
Last Christmas
Your best friend had brain cancer
Timothy Liu
Piano Epistemology, Apostrophes and Beauty
I’m pretty sure this piano exists,
Billy Collins
With My Senses in Ruins | Scavenge and Transform
Here’s a recipe for seeing: sleep
Jonathan Weinert
Instagram
What if I was uttered into existence through the teamwork of cultists
Timothy Donnelly
So Much More Mournful than Before
This morning, remembering the end
Lawrence Raab
A Brief Portfolio
Both before and after our marriage,
Chase Twichell
Almost and Caught Out
Cows and sheep segregate themselves
Annette Barnes
Post-
Clenching, unclenching her thin white fingers,
Annie Kim
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