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A Terribly Sentimental Fork
As unmined silver,
Amy Gerstler
Invitation
Go now to the silence. It has longed for you
Frannie Lindsay
Government Center
Screeching right up to us through downtown Friday traffic.
Peter Campion
Oxygen & Waking to 1939, I Study Those Standing
I’m sorry my mother got a blood clot in her lung
Patricia Clark
The Excellent Trip
You thought you’d need a month. You thought you’d need
David Kirby
Feral
Ex. A house. A trampoline. A raised garden bed. A Ford Bronco. A Cabbage Patch doll
Ashley Dailey
Why the Sphinx Likes Riddles and Episodic
What she did,
Rae Armantrout
Berlin
We see the public statues
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
3:14 PM
This blue pen I am holding
Matthew Zapruder
After Reading Charles Wright I Turn Out the Light and Listen to the Rain
Protestant American darkness
Maurice Manning
Bending Truth to Advantage
From Robert Lowell’s poem “Those Before Us,” these final lines: “Pardon them for existing.
Scott Withiam
Soft Song
Nothing about you is soft,
Marilyn Kallet
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