Lynn Powell – Gale Force Hymn
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J.P. Dancing Bear – Within
J. P. Dancing Bear Within I am the sky turned upside-down, where my shadow can mix among the reflected ferns and trees. Mine is a song of bending water and [...]
Aleksey Porvin (Translated by J. Kates) – Three Poems
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Matt Morton – Wavelength
Matt Morton Wavelength That feeling won’t fit in a tackle box. It won’t sit still in a safe. Impossible, you’d think, for a single dream to reopen the wound cauterized [...]
John R. Beardsley – Thumb & Pointer
John R. Beardsley Thumb & Pointer I. When I get the call—collect, Department of Corrections—Jay’s voice on the other side is hushed, nervous & though I’ve never once visited him [...]
Jenny Lecce – Fury
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Julie Chinitz – Don José in the Desert
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Jim Sanderson – Two Christmases
Jim Sanderson Two Christmases In the seven years that I had been with much younger Summer, I had come to appreciate her parents, who were my age. At the wedding, [...]
Jenny Dunning – Homebody
Jenny Dunning Homebody Two weeks of wet cold, a light freeze one night, and now a warm, sunny day. The cat sleeps, belly up, on the cushioned chair on our [...]
Jan Shoemaker – Ellora
Jan Shoemaker Ellora Careening along National Highway 211 in the dust of western India’s Deccan plateau, I was quietly directing Anna when to let me die. “If I lose both [...]
Doug Ramspeck – Ghost Lullaby
Doug Ramspeck Ghost Lullaby And if the river is still whispering of the boy, the mother dreams that the ribcage of years constructs the raised bridge of willows at the [...]
Doug Ramspeck – Alluvial Prophecy
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