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Family
None of my friends called their grandmother Nana.
Alan Shapiro
Whose Sky, Between | Rape of America. So, it appears
A name that meant sound of an owl’s hard fall, another day of blood gunned to al
Margo Berdeshevsky
AS IN A SACK | STILL HEARD | BREATH THEY COULDN’T
AS IN A SACK held shut by cord,
Joan Houlihan
N33P14 and N33P29
Cloud cover
Hank Lazer
The Mending Wall
No one noticed as I left both the tour group
James Davis May
Night Pieces
The hickories live close by—
Stephen Knauth
Two poems by Jan Wagner translated from German by David Keplinger
when you are digging in the wardrobe
Jan Wagner
Midsummer Paralysis
A nerve was severed in my jaw—I remember numbness.
Patricia Clark
Nail tr. by Anita Gopalan
A piece of heart that doesn’t pain on breaking
Geet Chaturvedi
Poetry
In my new room upstairs,
Kim Dower
SCENE FROM A PHOTOGRAPH IN A DREAM
What was I doing in my childhood room again?
Jeffrey Harrison
Morning Hunger
Why not in the icy clarity of morning,
Stewart Moss
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