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Cento for the Turn of the Year
Assume nothing. Take a position:
Rachel Hadas
Deciduous (Evening in a Polar Vortex)
Blanket, you hear, means to cover,
Ella Flores
On Brueghel’s Massacre of the Innocents
He’s switched the scene from Bethlehem
William Trowbridge
Lost Tails, City of Money and Counting the Money
One day our tails fell off and lay at our feet like giant dead caterpillars.
Jeff Friedman
Salvation, in B#
Bigtime Baltimore, new
Afaa Michael Weaver
SOLILOQUY OF A TORNADO IN THE DISTANCE
I knew a girl once
Bruce Bond
Of Shine
What makes it
David Baker
A Few Years After a Death
Toward sunfall, when I begin to count
Peter Cooley
The Willows in Winter in the Boston Public Garden
In the sun’s white
Catherine Breese Davis
Golgotha & Receiving the Host
Then they came and cleansed you my love
Frannie Lindsay
TENEBRAE
As grief begins taking up resi
Frannie Lindsay
Myth
The blind hobo who returned
Fady Joudah
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