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Happiness on Earth
Especially if you were waking
Stephen Ackerman
Untitled
But here in the city there are signs and crowds in the street
Ralph Angel
The Dirty Orgasm, The Eleanor Ross Taylor Poems & Aren’t You Ashamed
I know what you think. I’m the orgasm poet. I have nothing else to write about. I should stop.
Nin Andrews
The Harrow Plow
Each spring it sank a little further down
Adam Tavel
“Bird or Old Man” translated from Bulgarian by Holly Karapetkova
He arrived with a bag full of fog.
Dostena Anguelova
A Brief Portfolio
Autumn again, and I side with Szymborska
Christopher Buckley
Movie and Two Little Miners
When I was ten they took me into a coal mine
Martha Collins
DOMESTIC
Another word for kid is it. You always love but do not always like it.
Adrian Blevins
Two Poems
War catches a man with a shopping bag
Ludmila Khersonsky
CYCLORAMA
Only with such care could history take form.
Christopher Kempf
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
Dust
You return with us to the grave,
Hoyt Rogers
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