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Vernissage
Survivors of a volcanic explosion, cross-
Rosanna Warren
Door to Door
He tooled around Long Island
William Logan
A Brief Portfolio
the afternoons are perfect
T.R. Hummer
WOMAN CAVE | MODERN ORIGAMI
Even at my most primitive
Jules Gibbs
Amusements
These are the long days that fill with night
Ernest Hilbert
Sonnet for a Tall Flower Blooming at Dinnertime
Southern Flower, I want to quote the bard,
Yona Harvey
The Afterlife of Fish and Opossum
Whenever we caught fish when we were boys,
Jeffrey Harrison
The Deposition
I get to school early, take down the crucifix.
Daisy Fried
The Little Engine
He is not an engine that could. Busted up, broken and backward, call him “fucked-up,”
Rebecca Cook
The homeless roamer translated from Dutch by Arno Bohlmeijer
Someone says I don’t know and the whole
Hester Knibbe
The Absurd Self Looking Both Ways at Once | Inventing Nightlife
Plato said the world is divided into a world
Marc Vincenz
The Wind Cried Mary
In 1967 when Hendrix coaxed, Are you experienced?
Dzvinia Orlowsky
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