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Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
Salgado Maranhão’s “Mythic Ground” translated by Alexis Levitin
For the living, this is the ground,
Salgado Maranhão
Two Exhausted Bodies
My insides are a flooded field. Though the field outside is larger and I have played there, laid
Xoşman Qado
FOUNTAIN
Dogwood white knuckle it through January, February, March:
Kathy Fagan
The Studio
The palette down left in the foreground,
Arthur Brown
Mommie
After I’m dead, will the world will remember me
Peter Cooley
The Town of Horne
I can only find it when I take
Christopher Brean Murray
No Touch and Elder in a Garden
I'm fed up with farewells.
Marjan Strojan
On Time | Parallel Universes | After a Winter Storm: Grand Unified Field Theory
The light years
Christopher Buckley
Else
At the first instance, to amuse others,
April Bernard
Enchanted Egg #2
When you look inside through the tiny porthole the lake looks back without blinking.
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Where Birds Sleep
It goes down and the birds go to sleep.
Carol Potter
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