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Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot
I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether
M.L. Williams
the midwest sheds its skin
& leaves it clinging to a fence post
Doug Ramspeck
The Pair
Here’s how they climbed out of the nights’ custody.
Karl Krolow
The Wind Cried Mary
In 1967 when Hendrix coaxed, Are you experienced?
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Wooden Boards
My father carefully rolls his pant leg up, places his leg between two wide boards. He tells my mother to jump hard on
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Green Girls
Wriggling on the bottles:
Terese Svoboda
The Dragonfly
Diamond-crusted wings flying an armored syringe
Keith Flynn
Anthem and Under the Sun
Through the backyard of a shuttered home
Daniel Tobin
In a Room with Many Windows
In a room with many windows
Jane Hirshfield
Masque
Lamplight blue cushions
David Baker
REVENANT
Salt and sour bait
Tara Skurtu
And After the Ark
what was left behind was astounding:
Erika Meitner
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