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The Worm
The sun: a worm with a spring withy in its jaws.
Regan Good
An Island
Toward the end of the island
Steve Kronen
Four a.m. and 40 Years Later
Driving into my old city yesterday
Jessica Greenbaum
January in West Texas
Once, I preferred nights. How they arrived one tied to the next like silk scarves, knots of daylight between them. I
Chloe Honum
Just So You Know
I figured it out after you ate
Abriana Jette
FIREFLIES
Evenings when the children
Jennifer O’Grady
Spit from the Universe Magnified
SIN. Lust in an exotic land. A
Charmaine Crockett
ALL THE BOYS
my face is old now
Denise Duhamel
And This is How It Happens
Because I have been happily
Peter Cooley
The Gifts
The closet where the black sweaters hang. Where the game of backgammon is played
Daniel Bourne
from In the Fires of Absence
Beautiful gelid just-
Claire Malroux
More Reason
Though you may be a scribe in ancient Egypt
Carl Dennis
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