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My daughter sees the sky from another angle, slate-blue reflected in a lake called living.
Joni Wallace
He Was Amazed
He was amazed by the curve of his life. What he thought unique had made its arc like any other, as if life had
Stephen Dobyns
Two Golden Shovels Tada Chimako and Issa
What more about summer
Kimiko Hahn
The Water Returns
The water returns. The pools teem with newborn fish.
Vadim Mesyats
the midwest sheds its skin
& leaves it clinging to a fence post
Doug Ramspeck
A Brief Portfolio
I remembered one day when I was new to that part of the city
Jessica Greenbaum
Bailed Out
And once we climbed over the wire fence
Katia Kapovich
The Morgue is Closed & Pélican Dans Sa Píeté
Any décor depresses when it shows
Martha Serpas
Letter to a Young Orgasm | Elegy for the Last Orgasm | The Orgasm and the Magic Maid
How could she not cry out when you pressed her to your flesh?
Nin Andrews
The Headless Horseman | A Tune for Theremin Vox
The messenger was so dead they sent him
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
LEONTES
Elusive, but only sweetened by
Donald Revell
WINDOWS (after Baudelaire)
You never see as much in an open window as you will looking at it when it’s closed.
J.T. Barbarese
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