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Like conifers in the Bois de Boulogne where he would walk
Daniel Tobin
Drink with Mountain, Remembered, Andalucían
The rosé from Spain
Maureen N. McLane
Family Way
In my family, when any one of the women of my grandmother’s generation dreamt of fish she would get on the phone to
Sean Hill
Three Orgasm Poems
She thinks success would be her best revenge. It’s not enough for her now, merely to be alive. Or to feel bliss in brief
Nin Andrews
Stairway
In those days, so many stairways were said to lead to happiness, mainly of a sexual kind—and as I climbed those
Tom Sleigh
Because What Else Could I Do
I alone in a restaurant
Martha Collins
Late Portrait
Dried flowers everywhere. Greeting cards. China plates hung on walls, showing a
Amy Gerstler
A Prayer
Praise the scent of wood
Laura Johanna Braverman
KINDNESS DETECTOR | TRUTH IN ADVERTISING |
It looks like a bamboo flute, but has a motor that draws air across a copper plate treated with chemicals which,
Charles Harper Webb
Letter to a Cyclist and Early Spring
The cyclist who’s rushing for the usual gold
Guy Goffette
It was never he, | One might say I’ve fulfilled the miserable obligation of constructing myself.
It was never he,
Santiago Vizcaíno
Three poems from The Abduction by Maram Al-Masri, translated from French by Hélène Cardona
I hugged him
Maram Al-Masri
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