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Milk Ice
Driving through fog and storm’s aftermath
Patricia Spears Jones
MORE THAN I CAN SAY
Clewell doesn’t exactly do haiku.
David Clewell
Three Poems and a Translation
In life I was chasing a deer. In sleep the deer
Mark Irwin
On Contemplating a Sheep’s Skull
Skull aged so much in rain and heat,
John Kinsella
Don’t Pick the Cherries Yet
Don’t pick the cherries yet—
Maya Sarishvili
Five Poems
His Dublin sister, two sons,
Pamela Alexander
Concussion Test
Do you feel heartsick for aboriginal (original) people wearing baseball caps?
Bruce Cohen
Gusto
Skin the asparagus for their lives,
Molly Peacock
DOMINION HELD AND ALTERED BY CHILDREN
Feral children leave the inside screens
Bruce Smith
Pull Off on Old Lyme Road to Fuck
Because I would have given everything for you to want to talk to me you remain the sound of street lamps
Rogan Kelly
I Had a Cheerful and Gentle Dog
I had a cheerful and gentle dog.
Luigi Fontanella
I Decided to Weigh My Head
Was it really as heavy as it felt?
John Brehm
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