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Soup Teachers
we called them, the women who stood behind
Thomas Lux
Song
It wasn’t a goat’s head swaying in the tree. It was a ferret
Nicole Callihan
The Dog Days of August and Elaine’s Story
What huge effort to move through
Alice Friman
The Beautiful Hand
Not a word.
Laura Kasischke
What if Cat Stevens was a dog person? | Thus, always to tryrants | The Seamstress
Someone offered me an olive branch
Steve Castro
ON HANDSHAKES
There are firm ones. Soft, almost boneless ones. Hardy/hearty ones. Two-handed ones, cocooning. Congratulatory
DeWitt Henry
Fifteen Essays on Boats, Boats, Language, and the SS
The Palermo Airport is not large.
Ann Pedone
Q&A
When you take off your mask, what is your true address
Alicia Ostriker
Fireworks or Gunfire?
It’s just somebody sighting his gun—
Chase Twichell
The Romantic Poets
If anybody needs a head
Maurice Manning
Three Poems
His Majesty’s flock of Spanish sheep at Kew is most grievously afflicted...
Rachel Careau
Three Poems
Lavishly robed and turbaned, the palmist
Robert Wrigley
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