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1945
The winter trees offer no shade no shelter.
Jean Valentine
I Became Friends | When I Was Fifteen | I Can Recall
I became friends with a girl who was in the institution with me, also fifteen, also getting shock treatment, a girl who
Paola Antonetta Susanne
Dew Point
Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s
Carol Moldaw
A Toy Airplane
The tumor
Kevin Prufer
Death of God
Bituminous was so soft, so much like dust
Gerald Stern
A Face, A Cup
The thousand hairline cracks in an aged face
Molly Peacock
THE COURTING
In every dark jazz club, in each smoky corner
Tara Betts
Pacemaker
The heart in vital meter recites.
Sophia Galifianakis
Ars Poetica
The shell of the papershell pecan can easily be broken
Angie Estes
One poem from “claus and the scorpion”
over lara and among the laras that inhabit lara
Lara Dopazo Ruibal
The Mystery
The mystery of our time
Alicia Ostriker
ANTIGONE CONSIDERS HER FAMILY: Father and Mother
He was always unhappy—
Jennifer Franklin
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