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Phone Call: Lesson in Style and The Story of Civilization
“Everything feels all swollen and puffy, like my brain
Tom Sleigh
Dream Vision of Theodore Roethke
door to heaven? portal of wheres in a modern mound.
Natalie Louise Tombasco
Fogetting Names
Inevitable, and not
Mary Jo Salter
Concussion Test
Do you feel heartsick for aboriginal (original) people wearing baseball caps?
Bruce Cohen
Sweet Nothings
I whispered to your offered ear
Alan Shapiro
Don’t Know Much About the French I Took
I silently disapproved when they said, “Let’s go French
Ron Smith
The Afterlife
After life, pelicans glide above a shut- down bridge.
Rebecca Lehmann
Template
Any skink
Carolyn Guinzio
In the Waiting Room | City of Bridges
Light poured
Flávia Rocha
Evening
The blue chair on the terrace, coffee, evening,
Cees Nooteboom
The Last Plume Poems
the year that is when Churchill begged
Stuart Friebert
Let the Dead Bury the Dead
Surely she would want to hear one final song, something from the Carpathians, something folkloric about flying
Dzvinia Orlowsky
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