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December, First Frost
A small green house sits beside the highway, fading into maple shade.
David Bottoms
Ubi Sunt
In the bottom left corner of Pennsylvania,
Joseph Bathanti
A Brief Portfolio
Our first time at the Sistine Chapel, prior to the restoration, the colors were dulled,
Bruce Cohen
Questions for Fruit Flies and The Habit of Longing
Humble as fruit flies may seem, they . . . engage in a host of complex behaviors
Jean Nordhaus
ANTIGONE CONSIDERS HER FAMILY: Father and Mother
He was always unhappy—
Jennifer Franklin
Painting
all things look as if
André du Bouchet
“October, and the sun burnishes”
October, and the sun burnishes the leaves so brightly you
Ralph Culver
A Story of Mother Mary I Could Believe
The woman who was Mary knew things.
Nin Andrews
Practicing Quiet & The Last Sleep Artist
What do you mean, you ate Melvin?
Nin Andrews
DOMESTIC
Another word for kid is it. You always love but do not always like it.
Adrian Blevins
Three Poems translated from Ukrainian by Katie Farris and Ilya Kaminsky
Names dangle in the streets, names
Lesyk Panasiuk
Poet’s Walk, Central Park Mall
Shakespeare, Robert Burns, and Fitz-Greene Halleck
Grace Schulman
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