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The Studio
The palette down left in the foreground,
Arthur Brown
Molt & Clean Water Act
Neither here nor there, you don’t fit.
Dore Kiesselbach
Called to Lapse
And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears
Bruce Beasley
IX. Ophelia’s Garden | III. Tears
After the turtle shook the world from its shell,
Daniel Tobin
THINNING THE SPRUCES
I’ve become ruthless with the spruces
Jeffrey Harrison
The Excellent Trip
You thought you’d need a month. You thought you’d need
David Kirby
Thomas Hardy in the Dorset County Museum
Turned sideways in a desk chair,
Floyd Skloot
Ever Wish We’d Gone Beyond Being Friends? and My Auto Dealership
You asked. I’m remembering the vacation island
Scott Withiam
Snow Day, by Jerome Sala
The camera in the other room points and clicks
Jerome Sala
Memorial Bench
Suzanne and Half Zantop loved sitting here—
Joyce Peseroff
But-cept
I recall not wanting my oldest son
Sydney Lea
A Bookstore in Hay-on-Wye
In a Tudor castle now a vast used bookstore in Hay-on-Wye
Andrei Codrescu
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