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The Last Few Feet
And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile
John A. Nieves
Odyssey to the Self: Seven Minutes with Susan Rich and Nancy Mitchell
When my mother took out the small skillet, black and flecked
Susan Rich
Bailed Out
And once we climbed over the wire fence
Katia Kapovich
flail, snap, struggle & These Long Afternoons
strangle, some eaten out by an infestation
Jill Bialosky
Two poems by Rafael Alberti translated from Spanish by Lorna Shaughnessy
Already, a year asleep, some one not waiting
Rafael Alberti
The Wayfarer
One must turn thoughts
Cynthia Hogue
Four Square and Enthralled
Mornings I’m grateful to my nightly self
Charles O. Hartman
Synecdoche, New York
When you meet
Troy Jollimore
She Dog | Mermaid
A ticky rain of blood from
Terese Svoboda
IT’S 4PM IN THE E.R. AND I AM REARRANGED WITH A SMALL SADNESS
I don't know what made me think
Sonja Halvorson
Excerpts from Little Goldie in America
One more day, one more hour, play the good pig.
Nance Van Winckel
Found Poem: “Swelling Anti-Asian Violence: Who Is Being Attacked Where,” NYT, April 3, 2021
Queens | A 47-year-old man and his 10-year-old son
Kimiko Hahn
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