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The Raccoon
Like an old Italian man,
Joseph Bathanti
How Sad
Their kisses were bitterly thin,
Martha Rhodes
Inner City Canal
This water tumbling over the canal locks
Michael Smith
Throughway and Passage
Faces, facing one another on the bus.
Matthias Göritz
Houses
Under the cold light of the chintzy white crown chandelier, I’d lean one upright card again
Alan Shapiro
MASEFIELD IN PURGATORY | YOUR BROTHER’S FACE
Falls and stays flemished,
Susan Howe Elizabeth
Letter to My Almost Former House
It’s true, I’m getting ready to leave you.
Theresa Burns
The Fortieth Day | Pussy Riot/Want/Don’t/Want
Now she called forth nights of a different kind of brilliance when the moon wrapped every thing with light—
Dzvinia Orlowsky
Home
Those last days in Hollywood—
Dana Goodyear
Quotidian and Carry
Steak dinners are the worst /you prefer the fatty cut / those white-ribboned slabs from Save-A-Lot
Amanda Newell
Undelivered letter from the Rev. Charles Smale to The Times, 1874 | Xiuhmolpilli, or The Binding of the Years, November 1507*
We have spent too long debating Darwin in these pages
Jonathan Taylor
What is Unknown
When I tell her I’ve fallen for What Is Unknown, my mother’s face brightens. “She’ll be a good girlfriend for you,”
David Huddle
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