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Lauren Crawford

Day #78 The scouts are rowdy again as they parade to the pool. They skip in circles around me and make a game out of who can...

Ace Boggess

Perfect Kiss The first insults those that follow— a curiosity, a carnival ride at dusk. Second or hundred-&-third recalls the first, measured & found lesser—small rite in tribute to inaugural...

Anya Kirshbaum

Letter From the Edge of Every Known Thing Dear Ginkgo, are we so different? You at the edge of undress—I, undone, unkempt, infant at my...

Joe Wilkins

Aubade Ending with a College Acceptance Letter That time at the Ingomar rodeo, back of the horse trailers, all that dirty July light, gleam & shit-spatter, the dust...

Sonia Greenfield

By the Pound This poem is so starved it doesn’t know where to begin, so it opens with my mother’s rubber “fuck cancer” bracelet too baggy on...

Robin Turner

After the Prescribed Burn at Little Pine Lake For days wisps of smoke slow ghost it all along the still water’s ember edge. I watch...

Matthew Lippman

Outside World Of Beers (for Diane) My friend Geoffrey, he’s a poet,once wrote a poem with the line,You and me and the department of beer. My...

Özge Lena

Minor Details We lie on a fallen beachwithin the sooty winds of the east. What makes a war-stroke cityso human and inhuman? Far missiles are weavingthe heavens...

Elizabeth Torres

Elegy for the platform I built of untreated cedar wood planks from Home Depot, that I painted madder yellow, overlaid with Scandinavian flowers like something...

Angie Macri

Thirst To drink hard liquor here means glass, no iceas it would water down the drink and cheata man his feeling. Study the amber, firebecome...

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