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Squirrel Hour
The wind goes into the backyard pines,
Jonathan Weinert
Dream Sender
Tonight you’re soaring fearlessly over Prague
David Huddle
Fox and Piñata
I saw my first movie
Andrea Cohen
Vesper
The sky is blue for reasons other than atmospheric ones.
Chard deNiord
What Light Tastes Like
Depends on the hour of departure and if flowers
Barbara Ras
Rondeau and Song
She would have yawned to see a Pharaoh’s fall,
Hailey Leithauser
Letter to My Almost Former House
It’s true, I’m getting ready to leave you.
Theresa Burns
Last Christmas
Your best friend had brain cancer
Timothy Liu
ELK | RUE MOUFFETARD |
The man who said he could smell the girls ovulating
Leslie Adrienne Miller
End in Itself
All veins point to a heart in depleted rivers, in branches,
Allan Peterson
Want
How do I want you? Let me count the ways.
Troy Jollimore
God’s Man
When I was twelve I found it
Linda Pastan
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