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A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy
You fire a fiction deep into my brain
Jonathan Weinert
A Brief Portfolio
Faces pass by like unheard explanations
William Olsen
Nocturne
Last night a barred owl swept across the road,
John Hoppenthaler
The Uncanny
Suppose a rational man
Bruce Cohen
Vocal
Outgrown, the prairie lot
Elisabeth Murawski
The First Communion and Forty-Two
I shall sit here, on this bench,
Kristian Koželj
The Quarry, Pontaise
To enter into the greens
Linda Pastan
Two Poems translated from the Arabic by Khaled Mattawa
I told myself, why not
Saadi Youssef
Goat Theology
Those who deny everything, yet want,
Christopher Bakken
Muxica
The border fence,
Alberto Rios
George Orwell Sucks
How can a word evocative of so much pleasure,. both adult and infantile, find itself used – by almost everybody – in
Stephen Dunn
First Wedding
It was one of those days when not even the bland sun
Diane K. Martin
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