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Early Elegy: Telephone Booth | Early Elegy: Cursive
Its remains: a plexiglass crypt robbed
Claudia Emerson
Bystander Effect, Permanence and Weapon
Your weapon is an eraser.
Tara Skurtu
Embroidered Eyebrows of Eve
Eve as reflection, Eve
Jill McDonough
Morning, Redux | Drift Road
Another morning in the obscure,
William Logan
PASSING
They lay the old woman in the back seat of a car,
T.R. Hummer
I Offer This Container
Monkeys of fresh rage born again—
Jeffrey Skinner
Fairy Tale
Would that squat toad, before my eyes,
William Wenthe
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
THE STREET
Streaked and fretted with effort, the thick vine
Robert Pinsky
The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday
The night has entered your eyes
Chard deNiord
Cotton Candy
At first it gives like a sponge, elastically, and you think you’ll only make an
Maura Stanton
A Convalescent Bed in a Field of Yellow Tulips
Your wires trail into a gopher hole.
Adam Tavel
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