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The Barricade
The barricade measures two meters high and twelve meters wide
Dag T. Straumsvåg
Three Poems
Somewhere in Brooklyn, a nurse walks out of the hospital where I was born,
Gerry LaFemina
Soldier’s Wife in the Aftermath
After the great war I stepped inside
Andrea Read
Note to Thomas Stearns Eliot
I just dared to eat
Billy Collins
Edinburgh University Anatomical Collection
Take shelter awhile from mortality
Karl Kirchwey
LATE
The last time my father returned from work
Floyd Skloot
Writing Under the Influence of Me
It means I drop things, and I keep turning
Tony Hoagland
From “Underworlds”
Hell of an exit,
Kimberly Johnson
It Happened All the Time
Daylight shatters through the thatches where a bird might fall,
Teresa Cader
Notnames at the Detroit Institute of the Arts and Hell Fuckin’ Yeah: Smackdown vs. Raw
At the Detroit Institute of the Arts the Caravaggio’s no
Jill McDonough
Little Torch
First there was delight, delight in the windchimes,
Katie Ford
Two Poems
I had a teacher in a fiction writing class
Jessica Greenbaum
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