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The Sailor’s Love Song and Irish Whiskey
When I was young I burned to be
Peter Meinke
A Catalogue
You wrote me a letter in a very fast hand
Max Winter
Kneeling in a Pile of Leaves
Kneeling in a pile of leaves
Bianca Stone
Horse Under the Apple Tree
How can I tell you what aging is
J.P. White
Near the Sea
All manner of birds love this windbreak hedge
Billy Collins
Song of The Hoarse Bullhorn Holder
I eviscerated Vince, my prized pig, to calm the churning sea
Jennifer L. Knox
So This is the Future & Hope
After I found out––
Fay Dillof
Tchaikovsky’s Fifth, On Freud’s Birthday [May 5] & In Vienna
The first movement of Tchaikovsky’s
David Lehman
POPULATION ZERO
Cockroaches ignored the winter dawn
Carol Frost
The Science of Departures
We study the departure screen and
Adalber Salas Hernández
Grandpa David Told Me Once of Carpathia, a Place He had Never Been
His hospital topped
Xander Gershberg
Last Words
If only for those you leave behind,
William Trowbridge
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