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The Sunflower
The sunflower
Vítězslav Nezval
Lichen Prospectus
Specimen leaves sung down for pages
Drew Milne
Alone at 77 & I Arrive at the Scene
Unhungry, he cracks a single egg.
Sydney Lea
An Island
Toward the end of the island
Steve Kronen
Henry’s Song
Sometimes sitting in a friend's backyard on a fall evening
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Mother Doesn’t Bite
I bite instead and she needs salt,
Terese Svoboda
Incident in the Park
Working back from the moment I rose off the bench,
Kathleen Flenniken
Will flames lap? Leap? | The Country Stairs
Will flames lap? Leap?
Cynthia Hogue
An Occupation
The world will end in pink. Those clouds just above the horizon
Beckian Fritz Goldberg
Charcuterie
She penciled fanciful animals
Meighan L. Sharp
POSTCARD WITH A CITY’S AERIAL VIEW AT NIGHT
To think that each lit window there
Laure-Anne Bosselaar
After the War for Independence and Despite Nostalgia
Those boys in the basement, middle-schoolers, unruly
Gerry LaFemina
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