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Hogmanay, Edinburgh
Past the iron fence on Princes Street
Stewart Moss
Breathing Room
Not every week,
Floyd Skloot
Dust
You return with us to the grave,
Hoyt Rogers
Before They Came For Us | Civilian Exiting the Facilities | Table for Six
They met in the woods below our homes, brought their sawed-off shotguns and
Idra Novey
New Home
This house has no prehistory,
Lidija Dimkovska
Vermeer in Greenlandic Norse
We were stopped in the gallery’s cool
Tim Liardet
An Island
Toward the end of the island
Steve Kronen
Arrow Boy
They see her as a genie in a pager.
Martha Serpas
Higher Education and In Every Scene
It’s hard to solve the problems of the world
Robert Nazarene
Redeye | The Window’s Water
that never sets,
Terese Svoboda
Night Pieces
The hickories live close by—
Stephen Knauth
Puritan Watc, Yonder and Birthday
Longitude was the great mystery
Lisa Russ Spaar
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