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Gott im Himmel and The Corner of Bellington Street and Sparta
Gott was thicket, thorned, glottal,
Steven Ratiner
Fake Lemon Tree on a November Day in a Boat Depot in Chelsea
O lemon tree, how you emerge, distinct from everything
Helen Bournas-Ney
Death Machine
because the dead couldn’t speak
Tara Skurtu
Fairy Tale
Would that squat toad, before my eyes,
William Wenthe
cedar top goddesses from phil’s sawmill | ozark sonnet
The cedar goddesses lie down on saw-horses
Andrei Codrescu
The City translated by Kaveh Bassiri
I dream the city is flying in an airplane
Fereshteh Sari
The Worm
The sun: a worm with a spring withy in its jaws.
Regan Good
A Meeting
Of all the disappointments
Brian Culhane
In the Late Style of Eros
Loneliness is a female shark
Virginia Konchan
From Pendant que Perceval tombait, by Tania Langlais, translated from French by Jessica Cuello
you don’t know how to write with lightness
Tania Langlais
A Progressive Disease
I feel my body getting away from me,
Floyd Skloot
WORDS IN THE WOODS
All the words that have been spoken here
Alberto Rios
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