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Muxica
The border fence,
Alberto Rios
The Call |Palm
You and I, we have been here before.
Bruce Bond
Writing Under the Influence of Me
It means I drop things, and I keep turning
Tony Hoagland
Ars Poetica
The dark night caught Jerome by surprise
Eduardo Chirinos
Florida
The prettiest state,
Cathleen Calbert
from In the Fires of Absence
Beautiful gelid just-
Claire Malroux
On the Subject of the Navel
Very little has been written
George David Clark
[There was the way his mother]
There was the way his mother called him baby-faced that made me defensive.
Megan Nichols
Three Poems translated from Spanish by John R. Sesgo
Look at it right there
Karmelo C. Iribarren
Eclipse
November’s moon is in eclipse—
Jody Bolz
Call & Response
In this last
David Rivard
Brasserie and An Annunciation of Blue
We’re somehow in Closerie des Lilas,
Ron Smith
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