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The Invention of Everyday Life
A few days later Pierre arrived.
Lawrence Raab
The Day
Day I didn’t blink and the day was gone.
Thomas Lux
Hostile Takeover
Cheeks puffed, she’s looking up at a horizontal
Alan Shapiro
Houses
Under the cold light of the chintzy white crown chandelier, I’d lean one upright card again
Alan Shapiro
You Don’t Travel Light, Life
is a cumbersome business.
Olga Maslova
Given Plums
Early July my sister and I filled two sacks of plums from our orchard. We shook each tree until the ripest orbs fell
Dzvinia Orlowsky
The Age of the Onion
The onion is a Book of Revelations, diced to proverb-size.
David Keplinger
Dear Lucinda Williams and Dear Jules
A power in proximity to terror, the lower middle-class sublime of a car’s back seat,
Bruce Smith
SIXTH GRADE REDUX
Good morning, Ladles and Jellyfish!
Carol Moldaw
Classmate
I was at the beach talking with someone else
Betsy Sholl
Fado Tropical
O mundo do rio
Mary Mackey
POSTCARD
always the dark body hewn asunder; always
Brionne Janae
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