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Let Me Hear You
I am the disappearing point of an inverted pyramid
Alan Shapiro
The Invention of Everyday Life
A few days later Pierre arrived.
Lawrence Raab
In which I am confronted by a superhero
I’m hitting fast forward to skip the gruesome bits of an Icelandic mystery
Olya Kenney
The Stranger
A quick call
Timothy Liu
The Town of Horne
I can only find it when I take
Christopher Brean Murray
Lag sol time
Please are the big good door, no one is so did it anymore will be to period. No: only if he’d sown wheat in a set fiche
Pierre Joris
Happiness on Earth
Especially if you were waking
Stephen Ackerman
Another Morning, Same Mountain
Enshrouded mountain,
Maureen N. McLane
A Progressive Disease
I feel my body getting away from me,
Floyd Skloot
Carbide
As he approached the river a little Fiat drew off the main road and parked among
A.L. Snijders
Arrow Boy
They see her as a genie in a pager.
Martha Serpas
Washing Women, Cathedral and Sky
And when deep into the afternoon,
Kwame Dawes
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