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Charlotte
That was a malaise. We call that malaise.
Mark Dow
Cigar Box Banjo
Blind Willie Johnson could coax
Kim Addonizio
Exclusive Beautiful Grapheme War
history means touch, bodies
G.C. Waldrep
As the Land Listens
Women are gathering on shore after shore after sharp rocked shore
Margo Berdeshevsky
Lost Tails, City of Money and Counting the Money
One day our tails fell off and lay at our feet like giant dead caterpillars.
Jeff Friedman
Her Oceanography
A strand of algae leaves its rubbery
Harriet Levin
High Finance
You looked up and saw across the field
Sophie Cabot Black
Instruction on Driving with an Orgasm | Napoleon’s Hat
Look both ways before going out for a spin. And ease onto the road. Take careful note of the speed limit and
Nin Andrews
Summer circa 1967-2xxx
My mother & the other ladies
Jo-Ann Mort
Kennedy
Based on the private messages I receive
Stephanie Burt
JIGSAW
Where in the world does it fit
Clare Rossini
Between Poems | It Was | Było
Here in this moment before the perfect poem
Tadeusz Dziewanowski
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