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The Town of Horne
I can only find it when I take
Christopher Brean Murray
Three Poems
These dead again and again
Simon Perchik
Lobsters | Turkey Vultures
In the depths of the sea they will eat the sea and outgrow the world’s largest pot.
Brian Barker
Cold Front Coming
A crescent moon
Mary Spalding
Two Poems
I could never say anything about my father
Patricia Clark
Imagined Corners
At the corner where the transept cuts the nave,
Christina Pugh
This Could Happen
If you kept walking you would eventually step out of yourself.
Susan Rich
Train to Naples and “It’s Awful Plain”
Five ceramic half-ducks flew up the wall.
Kate Northrop
GDR CHINA | LAMB
My housekeeper had the dishes brought
Ricardo Pau-Llosa
A Brief Portfolio
Faces pass by like unheard explanations
William Olsen
Observatory at the Prison
The day is warm, so we take chips and pop from the visitation-room vending machines to a
Debra Nystrom
Sharp Noises at Night
When I travel to the Midwest, trains
Marge Piercy
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