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The Afterlife of Fish and Opossum
Whenever we caught fish when we were boys,
Jeffrey Harrison
Shifts and Song for Sally
Middle school cafeteria duty monitoring ungainly, dour
Scott Withiam
Rubbish Heap translated by Sasha Dugdale
I haven’t the strength to sing of you, resplendent rubbish heap!
Elena Shvarts
The NewMath and Nor Easter
There may still be time to find the cosine of x. Under an à la mode
Partridge Boswell
Jerez translated from Spanish by Susan Ayres
Perhaps his hand was not so cold
Elsa Cross
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
Last Day in Coldwater
Our phone died due to lack
Jim Daniels
PHYSICS, ETC.
Everything and everybody are always doing something.
Arthur Vogelsang
Magical Thinking
My dog does not question
Lisa Russ Spaar
Halfway Through Civilization, Late to Another
meeting for grown-ups, i hurry across campus,
Brenda Hillman
Joy
Even when the gods have driven you
Dorianne Laux
Indian River at Dusk
The first and only time I caught a sheephead
Tara Skurtu
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