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WRONG ABOUT THAT by Paul Beilstein
I thought my sadness was a moron’s elbow. Thought I could offer it a salve, or the comfort of a well-worn arm-chair. I thought I could buy a corduroy shirt and wash it the exact right number of times.
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TWO POEMS by Jane Wong
BREAKER-OF-TREES My mother cuts the legs off a moving crab. The legs curl in a bucket washed to garbage to sea. When I come home, I tread water on the carpet
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TWO POEMS by Gregory Pardlo
25. Ellison, Tony Samuel, et al. Photograph Album. Twenty-two Albumen Prints: Life in the Louis Armstrong Houses with Views of Marcy Ave. Brooklyn, circa 1986. A quaint example of urban pastoralism typical of an age when public policy and planning isolated urban poor like so many shepherds on a hill, these images capture a distant…
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