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The Interview
Where is your wheel? Your bike-body? Sturdy-car-self?
Mary Buchinger
WOMAN CAVE | MODERN ORIGAMI
Even at my most primitive
Jules Gibbs
The Afterlife of Breath
My father dead on the gurney
Stewart Moss
The Lord Is a Man of War | Far Desert Region | The Day-Shift Sleeps, | [Does the war want
The Lord is a man of war
Katie Ford
The Romantic Poets
If anybody needs a head
Maurice Manning
Wolf Wine Bar
Two years ago, maybe even two and a half
Natalka Bilotserkivets
Sweet Tooth
The man in the window is cheesecake;
Alexis Rhone Fancher
Two Poems
might it not behoove us to retire, to pull away
Bruce Beasley
Gonzalez-Torres at the Solstice and Why they Revere the Alcoholic Neighbor
Everyone guzzled what light there was leftover,
Merridawn Duckler
Will flames lap? Leap? | The Country Stairs
Will flames lap? Leap?
Cynthia Hogue
Focus
The point at which
Rae Armantrout
Four Poems
A sudden pain flares in in my head like a match flaring into darkness: my mother is dying.
Amy Newlove Schroeder
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