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One poem from “claus and the scorpion”
over lara and among the laras that inhabit lara
Lara Dopazo Ruibal
Tool & Shade
A brush of two minds still
Marianne Boruch
Pink is the Navy Blue of India
Flea market guy tells me the pornos are five dollars
David Kirby
My Last Deidre | The City of the Orgasm
I am a not woman. I am an orgasm.
Nin Andrews
Two poems by Muyaka bin Haji, (1776—1840)
When she lays eggs, they’re not nurtured even if brooding them succeeds.
Muyaka bin Haji
Blond for All the Boys
Frank Ocean didn’t mean anything to me till Dave said check
Matthew Lippman
Barn Red
Home alone, I swirl on scarlet lipstick and forget that I did,
Julia Shipley
The Killing
While Abraham binds his son’s hands,
Jeff Friedman
Mourning and Melancholia
If I had two dogs,
Debora Lidov
Against Surrealism | Anima
The human heart weighs ten ounces, but I don’t know if it can float. I don’t suppose it makes sense to say I feel like
Christopher Kennedy
Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
Paradise
Our little vacation town in Spain is packed. The driving, slow. Things have changed
Denise Duhamel
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