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LIFE ON ENCELADUS
It’s snowing all the time at the south pole of Enceladus
Joyce Peseroff
Natural History of the Soul
The song thrush hops, runs, stands,
Elizabeth Arnold
Let Me Hear You
I am the disappearing point of an inverted pyramid
Alan Shapiro
Turd
Twelve inches, specific as a nail,
J.T. Ledbetter
Two Stages
The traveler was certainly sleep-logged when he slipped away from his hotel at sunrise
Yves Bonnefoy
Diptych
I’m hammering nails into the stretchers,
Alice Rose George
BETRAYAL—ORANGES AND APPLES | EEE EQUALS EMCEE SQUARED
I am a plastic tree, naturally
Arthur Vogelsang
Three Poems
Our lives are so brief, she says,
D. Nurkse
Intelligent Design & Miramar Point
7, 8, 9 years old,
Christopher Buckley
All the time I pray to Buddha…
Issa, I killed 8 gophers this fall, held
Elizabeth Jacobson
the ugly purple corpse I lug behind me | you haven’t changed a bit
the ugly purple corpse I lug behind me
Edoardo Sanguineti
Stammer (2 pp)
Was I hatched from an egg, fostered by birds
Betsy Sholl
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