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Owls Was The Most Likely Explanation
It’s pretty wild to think how long ago
Jeffrey Gustavson
Half of Life
The land with yellow pears
Fredrich Holderlin
Halloween
It is as quiet as the death of the dead no one knows
Hugo Claus
Movie and Two Little Miners
When I was ten they took me into a coal mine
Martha Collins
Rizal Stadium, World War II
He was almost home, poor guy.
Ron Smith
Ars Poetica
The dark night caught Jerome by surprise
Eduardo Chirinos
The Shell
When I picked it up from the sand
J. Allyn Rosser
FOLDED WING | Pig, a sequel | Ode to Solitude
The wrist and the leg are the test: flexible,
Margo Berdeshevsky
Indian River at Dusk
The first and only time I caught a sheephead
Tara Skurtu
Evening
The blue chair on the terrace, coffee, evening,
Cees Nooteboom
Your Brother’s Face
You believe your brother will come down
Christopher Howell
Flight, Ours & A Burn So Bad It Requires Ice
We’re in bad, we’re in terrible, shape
Steven Cramer
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