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Dirt
Just after Wierex etched a toddler Christ
Linda Bierds
In a Field, at Sunset
When he asked if I still loved him, I didn’t answer
Carl Phillips
On Time | Parallel Universes | After a Winter Storm: Grand Unified Field Theory
The light years
Christopher Buckley
Against Surrealism | Anima
The human heart weighs ten ounces, but I don’t know if it can float. I don’t suppose it makes sense to say I feel like
Christopher Kennedy
FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.
What else would I do on the river
Benno Barnard
Anti-Gravity Time Machine
From the front stoop it’s the 21st century;
Jennifer Michael Hecht
INVENTORY | CAKE TIN
Open door, high cistern, wooden loo seat
Olivia McCannon
Sitting on an Old Bedspread Under an Oak Tree, Watching My Son’s Soccer Practice
For reasons I can’t explain
Maggie Smith
It Happened All the Time
Daylight shatters through the thatches where a bird might fall,
Teresa Cader
She Leans
A house: scoured and scarred by wind, its unpainted
Lisa Russ Spaar
Arcs and Oedipus Ux
No shame in appreciating
Charles O. Hartman
Drink with Mountain, Remembered, Andalucían
The rosé from Spain
Maureen N. McLane
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