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The Discarded Christmas Trees
lie on the sidewalks of New York:
Estha Weiner
A SHOUT FROM THE DARK
If like a Buddhist I accepted the world
Pui Ying Wong
Beipei, Low Water, Winter 1985
Li Ping is peeling
Andrea Lingenfelter
True West
We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,
Daniel Tobin
BUD
Five years of nothing. Then, one night she calls
Peter Campion
Dream Vision of Theodore Roethke
door to heaven? portal of wheres in a modern mound.
Natalie Louise Tombasco
Three Poems
Heat, filthy, gut-sick heat in my city’s cobblestone streets.
Teresa Cader
SMOKE GHOST SMOKE
Its smell didn't wake my husband
Nancy Mitchell
Shore
Not stone, among stones,
Rosanna Warren
Guitar & Lantern
The boy with prosthetic limbs is the flame
Bruce Bond
Broadcast
Five blank days of snow,
Stuart Dybek
Feral
Ex. A house. A trampoline. A raised garden bed. A Ford Bronco. A Cabbage Patch doll
Ashley Dailey
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