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Little Night Owl
For hours I’d lug her on my shoulder,
David Bottoms
House of Sorrow, Vessel of Anarchy, I Will Not Name It Except to Say, Golem
Once I made a box to put a man in.
Lee Sharkey
YAWP
I long to move closer
Robert Nazarene
Yellowphant and Don’t Forget
The circus so yellow and red stands on two feet,
Terese Svoboda
INVENTORY | CAKE TIN
Open door, high cistern, wooden loo seat
Olivia McCannon
Any Kind
Look up. The sky is never constant, sometimes clouded,
Leah Umansky
A Drone Over Amish Country
We live in the past because there is nothing else to live in.
Brian Brodeur
St. Bonaventure and Spring Birthday Romance
Merton’s last stop in the world
Frances Richey
On Chanukah
Isn’t fire itself
Linda Pastan
Stanley Cavell Pauses on the Aventine | A Package Tour
At the side of the slope where all those waves
Jana Prikryl
Amaryllis
Like the bell of an old Victrola,
Megan Marshall
The Last Few Feet
And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile
John A. Nieves
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