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Breakfast, the most important poem
So far, pockets are good
Bob Hicok
Indian River at Dusk
The first and only time I caught a sheephead
Tara Skurtu
Letter to a Cyclist and Early Spring
The cyclist who’s rushing for the usual gold
Guy Goffette
The Gaping Trellis
Cigarette burns on drab naugahyde
Lisa Rose Bradford
Dream Vision of Theodore Roethke
door to heaven? portal of wheres in a modern mound.
Natalie Louise Tombasco
Urban Renewal
Outside my window, a brutal winter burn has curled
Major Jackson
Reality Check
The orgasm likes the dusk best, the time of day
Nin Andrews
Happy Hour
I wasn’t supposed to touch the two glazed ceramic turtles
Tara Skurtu
December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, darkening in maple shade.
David Bottoms
The Ant’s Plunder
When I stuck out my hand to grab the iron door handle, a hidden ant attacked my right
Xi Chuan
Extreme Close-up
All the things I love about his face come from movement:
Susan Rich
Strength
After the storm
Hélène Cardona
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