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Melodrama
A gunshot: the trigger so light
Stephen Dobyns
Reflection
I am a lion
Eliza Griswold
From THIS BROKEN SYMMETRY
Yes, Ravidat, to follow the rabbit down its winding hole
Daniel Tobin
Untitled
But here in the city there are signs and crowds in the street
Ralph Angel
Throw it All Away
My granddaughter who. The one alive in speech descends. A plate
Jeffrey Skinner
I’ll Hang Around as Long as You Will Let Me
John Prine is dead on TV in the season before trees bear peaches
Jane Springer
Old Sweater | Alongside
On November 21, in late afternoon, I open the bottom drawer of my bureau
Rachel Careau
END OF LIFE DISCUSSION
She speaks for him, her husband’s deepening
Rafael Campo
Amsterdam
Your shadow is born new
Bob Hicok
DOMINION HELD AND ALTERED BY CHILDREN
Feral children leave the inside screens
Bruce Smith
The Mending Wall
No one noticed as I left both the tour group
James Davis May
Agnus Dei, Winslow Wants a Gun, Omega Street
The shearer’s come horse-back from Solo –
Joseph Bathanti
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