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Lost Leaders
Some say that predatory sin was born of ignorance rather than
Drew Milne
A Brief Portfolio
When Doris the hen
R.T. Smith
How Self-Consciousness Counts
Why in hell should anyone understand
Stephen Todd Booker
Woo | Red Rover
O life little life little sawdust fleck I thought we’d go on riding hip-to-hip
Jane Springer
Wraith
I never walk past that gate I don’t recall a rifle butt, two sharp yelps,
Davis McCombs
Melodrama
A gunshot: the trigger so light
Stephen Dobyns
The Park from Above
What scared them? Scores of wild green parrots
Chase Twichell
A Brief Portfolio
Faces pass by like unheard explanations
William Olsen
Voyager parable and Parable of the Little Ghost
Today I am downhearted meaning sunken meaning mired
Leslie Harrison
Paramouria & You Do What You’re Good At
You know (you think), and then
Ralph Culver
Dear American Amnesia
I know you are only trying to make
Denise Duhamel
Compare the movement of swallows
with Magritte’s matrix of businessmen
Kathleen Flenniken
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