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Were We So Fragile?
What promises didn’t you deliver, beautiful Life!
René Char
After Our Parents Get Divorced, Our Mother Buys an Ivy Stencil
In the small white bedroom
Brandi George
FAMILY BATTLES | WITCH
My uncle stares at the TV throughout
Diann Blakely
mother of stains
a mother made of three buttons from three different sweaters
William Lessard
In a Room with Many Windows
In a room with many windows
Jane Hirshfield
Happy Hour
I wasn’t supposed to touch the two glazed ceramic turtles
Tara Skurtu
End in Itself
All veins point to a heart in depleted rivers, in branches,
Allan Peterson
To a High Aircraft | Palazzo Maldura
While now by slow degrees
Karl Kirchwey
Butchering the Ram | James Cameron Descends into Lake Baikal
And while traveling the transcendental path of non-violence,
Amarsana Ulzytuev
Sign Language I & II translated by Kareem Abu-Zeid
It’s not that I
Olivia Elias
SHE-POETS CENTO
Femininity is a sickness. I open my eyes.
Kate Daniels
Notnames at the Detroit Institute of the Arts and Hell Fuckin’ Yeah: Smackdown vs. Raw
At the Detroit Institute of the Arts the Caravaggio’s no
Jill McDonough
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