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Halloween
No gazette ran the story,
J.T. Barbarese
The Little Engine
He is not an engine that could. Busted up, broken and backward, call him “fucked-up,”
Rebecca Cook
A Brief Portfolio
Faces pass by like unheard explanations
William Olsen
Writing Under the Influence of Me
It means I drop things, and I keep turning
Tony Hoagland
Desire Corners Me in the Quiet
On the beach, I take self portraits with my eyes closed,
Theo LeGro
White Zinfandel
Again last night I dreamed the dream called Waiter.
Christopher Bakken
Molt & Clean Water Act
Neither here nor there, you don’t fit.
Dore Kiesselbach
Rabbit
Regard the luckless cotton-tail,
DeWitt Henry
Deciduous (Evening in a Polar Vortex)
Blanket, you hear, means to cover,
Ella Flores
Night Pieces
The hickories live close by—
Stephen Knauth
My Surly Heart
You don’t know what lives
David Huddle
Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
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