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CYCLORAMA
Only with such care could history take form.
Christopher Kempf
A Brief Portfolio of Six Poems
told us Hollywood was a verb on the painted stretcher & fretting,
Elena Karina Byrne
ON SILVER SPOONS
The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-
Wendy Barker
Battle Hymn of the Republic
God, could Kieran sing!—
Aaron Wallace
A Provisional Topography | One of the Many Stories of Sounds | Sooner or Later
On the Weichsel River, before the war. You see
Jürgen Becker
Two Golden Shovels Tada Chimako and Issa
What more about summer
Kimiko Hahn
Firing My Father’s Mossberg
At the shooting range,
Dzvinia Orlowsky
The Doorway | Wants
Two things she wanted among the left-behinds when her parents moved
Susan Eisenberg
SOUL-DARK second version | SLEEP second version
At the forest’s edge: a dark deer. A hush.
Georg Trakl
While
While we were kissing that year, the icebergs were sleeping,
Paul Hoover
return of the repressed in the age of avantgarde robots
creating and smashing ideas of high and low was a good
Andrei Codrescu
Preludes and Fugues, Cycle C
Watch your cat leap up in fright and flee
Emmanuel Moses
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