Bill Neumire

Bill Neumire

  THE LATEST SCIENCE   “only the facts,” we said, “you could’ve been a man” “I think I’m only a window,” he said,...
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Jessica Goodfellow

Jessica Goodfellow

that’s how we say it: drunk out of their minds, NOT / drunk out of their bodies. Out of his mind with grief...

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Janice D. Soderling

Once. Then twice. Again. / When we walked on, / voices, / distant and indistinct, drifted back, / breaking across / the unspoiled face of the snow. Stig's voice, / and Anna's, and the others, singing.

Eireann Lorsung

Eireann Lorsung

I have my armbones, / my legbones, my head, my blood, and this day, and / all the road ahead to Paris. Rain. Although I know / the rain will stop. // And the kneeling on Sundays. The gray city in / the rain quivering without speaking...

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