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Nursing Home
She had dreams fifty years ago
Vijay Seshadri
The Palm Reader & Fire Horse
These blithe lines
Ekiwah Adler-Belendez
Alien Valley
I’m sick of prodding the infinite,
Jeffrey Skinner
Honor Guard
Who does this body
D.A. Powell
Mari Küla and Mari Meli
Manuela Colipe Benavente breathes in the sun so that she can sleep.
Jaime Luis Huenún
OÚ EST LE CHAT
I can ask this, which is good
Cathleen Calbert
The dream and Useless is as useless doesn’t
For awhile I had a drawer full of electronic stuff,
Bob Hicok
Bridge Thrill
After two days of TV airlifts and wheels-to-the-sky
Terese Svoboda
Edna St. Vincent, M.F.A.
Chic and petite, blind to her destiny
Mary Jo Salter
Elegy for My Grandmother in the Form of a Cactus
The way each linked lobe of your cactus swallows all
Julia Bouwsma
HOUSEKEEPING: Frida’s Future Kiss
After the palm reader told her no man would ever claim her,
Lois P. Jones
L’Heure Bleue
Who was the first to say darkness “falls”?
Barbara Ras
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