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Not Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening
Promises to keep, was a lie, he had nothing. Through
Jennifer Michael Hecht
Three Poems
I was four or five, bored by the dull terrain
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Dealing with the Forbidden & How It Begins
I've a talent for throwing things away.
Alice Friman
Invitation to the Dance and Pieces of us Keep Breaking Off
In the summer of 1949, Jacques d’Amboise found himself in a clash with a bully
Carol Kner
Shoulder
She flies south to visit me
Chelsea Wagenaar
YA KNOW? | LITTLE-KNOWN ROYAL COGNOMENS
It’s been one of those days
William Trowbridge
Picking Prunes and The Majestic Theatre
From the ground up is how you rise
D.A. Powell
Proof of Poetry
I wanted first to end up as a drunk in the gutter
Tom Sleigh
The Shell
When I picked it up from the sand
J. Allyn Rosser
Two Poems translated from Chinese by Steve Bradbury
The still object Kazuo Ohno caressed is already growing old
Wu Yu Hsuan
Before Things Got Bad
After the mayor closed all the parks
Jeffrey Harrison
Kabuki
A widow in Mississippi kept them in glass cases,
R.T. Smith
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