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Wozzeck | Casualty
Even the toneless whisper finds its cradle, its home,
Bruce Bond
Doppler Effect
Stopped in cars, we are waiting to accelerate
Arthur Sze
Waiting for Someone
Dark gray suit, dark green tie, dark
Matthew Thorburn
SHE-POETS CENTO
Femininity is a sickness. I open my eyes.
Kate Daniels
Three Poems
I was four or five, bored by the dull terrain
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
Evening
The blue chair on the terrace, coffee, evening,
Cees Nooteboom
Maidendown
The farm along the Maidendown,
Hoyt Rogers
In My Thorn Dream | In my Path Dream
The thing is the delicacy
Robin Behn
Turd
Twelve inches, specific as a nail,
J.T. Ledbetter
On Brueghel’s Massacre of the Innocents
He’s switched the scene from Bethlehem
William Trowbridge
The Remaining Breast
I was showing my sister something about my breasts.
Alicia Ostriker
Elements and A Streetcar Named Panera
An abandoned father heals,
Alejandro Escudé
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