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Poem38By Layli Long SoldierHere, the sentence will be respected. I will compose each sentence with care, by minding what the rules…
PoemLos Angeles, Fin de SiècleBy Maurya SimonDelirium in the downtown mall today: Burt Reynolds! All the henna-haired girls sneer, while their mothers…
PoemWatershedBy Tracy K. Smith200 cows more than 600 hilly acres property would have been even larger had J not sold 66 acres to …
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PoemIt's Too Late To Be CarefulBy CAConradmelting glaciers frighten me when appearing on my street as…
PoemPortentBy Rachel LongI feel middle class when I'm in love. I think it's all the poached eggs on bird-seed bread, staying …
PoemTo My BrotherBy Lorna Dee CervantesWe were so poor. The air was a quiver of thoughts we drew from to poise, unsaid in the ineffable world…
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Poempoetry-magazineMy Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandfather Who Owned My Great-Great-Great-Great-Grandmother Also Owned a Jewelry Store and a Railroad, So He Probably Had a Dope WatchBy Jason McCallProbably one of those understated pieces. Simple silver. No ring of laurels surrounding an emperor …