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Outhouse with Maggots
Look at us. Please. Do not run away.
Bridget Lowe
FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.
What else would I do on the river
Benno Barnard
A Brief Portfolio
I was in sixth grade when I twirled Stephanie Comb’s
Nin Andrews
Vanity
it’s easy to fritter your life away
Abdourahman Waberi
More Nights Than Days and Turn It Up
At the end of my street, they cut the trees.
Kelle Groom
The Walk-Through Heart & The Odyssey of Yes
my mother lived in a handmade cage
Jan Freeman
On Friendship, Haiku, Lust, and Blame
Eye of hurricane,
David Lehman
A Habitation of Jackals, a Court for Ostriches
Very dark now I put a seed in my mouth but its texture and taste
Timothy Donnelly
This Dog | 4 AM
Maybe I’ve chosen life—not just
Linda Pastan
Kyoto, Without Me
chills and goes dark. At this very instant
Nathalie Anderson
Endecasyllabics: About the Women (Alma, Ruthie)
The lion-maned poet holds court on our blue
Carolyne Wright
Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot
I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether
M.L. Williams
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