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Delilah Miklave
You think that you know baptism
Christine Byrne
Wraith
I never walk past that gate I don’t recall a rifle butt, two sharp yelps,
Davis McCombs
Notnames at the Detroit Institute of the Arts and Hell Fuckin’ Yeah: Smackdown vs. Raw
At the Detroit Institute of the Arts the Caravaggio’s no
Jill McDonough
Road Trip
Over the singed and brittle roadside stalks,
Davis McCombs
Stonesuck
It’s of course tempting
Mark Everett Wittmer
With My Senses in Ruins | Scavenge and Transform
Here’s a recipe for seeing: sleep
Jonathan Weinert
Yellowphant and Don’t Forget
The circus so yellow and red stands on two feet,
Terese Svoboda
Bystander Effect, Permanence and Weapon
Your weapon is an eraser.
Tara Skurtu
While Another Dove Nude into the Breakers
One talked with a talisman
Stephen Ackerman
SPITE FENCE | THE HUMAN CANARY
My neighbor forced his abutter
John Skoyles
The Old Thoughts
Immersed, called forth—
Daniel Bourne
Before and Rain
Sweatpants balled up where his legs would be,
Jennifer Grotz
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