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At Once People at the End of Their Lives
come from common spaces to move around
Matthew James Babcock
SOME FAITH
God we need rain. And white flowers.
Barbara Ras
Why I Started Writing a Novel
Earlier today I started writing a novel out of the simple
Jessica Greenbaum
Given Plums
Early July my sister and I filled two sacks of plums from our orchard. We shook each tree until the ripest orbs fell
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Amaryllis
Like the bell of an old Victrola,
Megan Marshall
Faust 1972
This time, Faust was a nursing mother --
Sharon Olds
The Absurd Self Looking Both Ways at Once | Inventing Nightlife
Plato said the world is divided into a world
Marc Vincenz
Romanian Lessons & The Country of Leaving
Godmother country,
Monica Cure
For Night to Fall
You could tell from the start that the best
Carl Phillips
when it is time
you pass that bridge
Dong Li
Tranquility & Tremolo
Where song is, fire begins, tightens,
Keith Flynn
Zone
This ancient world finally leaves you weary
Guillaume Apollinaire
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