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A MORAL VICTORY IS STILL A DEFEAT
It was late in the year and late in the day,
Jay Hopler
Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
“Bird or Old Man” translated from Bulgarian by Holly Karapetkova
He arrived with a bag full of fog.
Dostena Anguelova
from Landscapes on a Train
There once was a church. There once was a steeple. These things fall into
Cole Swensen
CROYLAND ABBEY
irrigation or exit
G.C. Waldrep
Fold
I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I
Charles Bernstein
Two Poems
the way a kitchen’s dirty washcloth
Joyce Peseroff
Edna St. Vincent, M.F.A.
Chic and petite, blind to her destiny
Mary Jo Salter
Perfect Air
Put book down
Ted Greenwald
Sestina
The time is naturally over. It is another morning. Lie
Leah Umansky
Untitled
it's harder to be patient when you're helpless
Ralph Angel
Genital Epistemology
don’t it make you snicker how desire goes
David Huddle
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