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Silent Night & Pleasure
If you dare to let yourself out
Frannie Lindsay
The Mirror
We dream of two dragons
Norman Dubie
Excerpts from Little Goldie in America
One more day, one more hour, play the good pig.
Nance Van Winckel
After the War for Independence and Despite Nostalgia
Those boys in the basement, middle-schoolers, unruly
Gerry LaFemina
The Bahá’í School
It stood at the top of a steep hill that sloped all the way down to the Pisquataqua River, which even then I knew was tidal.
Lindsay Stuart Hill
Chaja-Lea Returns
This is where we were
Eric Odynocki
Fish Belly Poem and a poem by Wang Yuyang translated by Arthur Sze
Dr. Xia Kejun said today:
Wang Jiaxin
Reading Julio Cortázar after turning 70
Years ago, there was your story about a man named John Howell.
Patricia Spears Jones
Quotidian and Carry
Steak dinners are the worst /you prefer the fatty cut / those white-ribboned slabs from Save-A-Lot
Amanda Newell
A Brief Portfolio
Not built to just do it
Lia Purpura
August
Water and wind do it too
Jennifer Grotz
Spam Risk
It was always a risk.
Carol Muske-Dukes
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