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December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, fading into maple shade.
David Bottoms
Bedtime Story
It wasn’t only my father who believed in the romanticism of war
Bruce Cohen
Leave It Lay Where Jesus Flung It
What a colossal wrong fall she took—that mastodon caught
Jane Springer
Duet
Their quest--what does the human body mean?--
David Huddle
Butchering the Ram | James Cameron Descends into Lake Baikal
And while traveling the transcendental path of non-violence,
Amarsana Ulzytuev
RETURN OF THE HERO
So they brought in a bird for him,
Brian Swann
RODIN, “Hand with Small Torso, Bronze” | Rodin’s “The Cathedral”
In Paris you can see his drawer of hands.
Peter Cooley
Three poems from The Abduction by Maram Al-Masri, translated from French by Hélène Cardona
I hugged him
Maram Al-Masri
Breathing Room
Not every week,
Floyd Skloot
Vernissage
Survivors of a volcanic explosion, cross-
Rosanna Warren
KRVAVÝ KOLENO
Why does the line end sooner than the page?
Sylva Fischerová
The Headless Horseman | A Tune for Theremin Vox
The messenger was so dead they sent him
Anatoly Kudryavitsky
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