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Happiness on Earth
Especially if you were waking
Stephen Ackerman
A Brief Portfolio
I was in sixth grade when I twirled Stephanie Comb’s
Nin Andrews
To a High Aircraft | Palazzo Maldura
While now by slow degrees
Karl Kirchwey
In Memory
I remember the night my father died
Floyd Skloot
Ghazal, After Ferguson
Somebody go & ask Biggie to orate
Yusef Komunyakaa
Oj Golube, Moj Golube
I was born to pigeons cooing.
Milica Mijatović
The Loneliness of His Death
I like to think there’s a place where all the poets go
Sharon Dolin
Timetable
Somebody dies, for example, or is gone
Charles Baxter
mother of stains
a mother made of three buttons from three different sweaters
William Lessard
Gifts | The List
Books, your books, and blocks
Robin Behn
Pandemic Fugue
These are the skies of my childhood
Jody Bolz
Widow
You cannot consider yourself a widow just because the full moon has gone
David Shumate
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