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After the War for Independence and Despite Nostalgia
Those boys in the basement, middle-schoolers, unruly
Gerry LaFemina
Ode to Disarmament
I am fairly sure that the leafhopper
John Kinsella
Valediction in Guatemala
We say goodbye in front
Susan Fuchtman
A Five-Years-Late Note to Jake Adam York
In Chicago, where the light plows over the lake into convention
John A. Nieves
HER MOUTH
Near the end, her mouth was pinned down
Julie Bruck
Eating the Madeleine
I remember the scut of it:
Jan Freeman
Preludium
In The Odyssey,
Christina Davis
Meditation on a Shower Rod at the Super 8
You and I are snake bit. Can we postpone?
Amanda Newell
My Fjord | Someone Else’s Someone Else
I will sail through my own fjord and I will name the fjord My Fjord.
Lee Upton
Three Poems
I dropped a sprig of laurel into your grave
Karl Kirchwey
Close to now
I should have said from the beginning that I plant the black nasturtiums because they are the saddest
Zoë Ryder White
To a Soldier in Ukraine
A soldier must know three things—
Garrett Hongo
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