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Grace

by Joseph Fasano

You’ve seen them in the deep sleep / of the season: figures sitting in a garden, / light on their faces as you enter.

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America

by Katherine Riegel

I never dreamt of you but of your parts: / my flatland home, the mountains my mother loved, / beach where I could look out and see only not-you.

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Turbulence

by Maggie Smith

The sky shakes us / like a shoe with a stone inside. / Even the smallest stone hurts.

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If I Have a Daughter

by April Ford

If I could have a daughter, / it would be my life goal to make sure she never—not in a million years ever— / confused one kind of touch for another.

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Improv

by Roy White

Let’s make a wedding photo, you and I. / I’m blind and you weren’t there, but between us / we can do this.

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Going Once

by Allan Peterson

I believe it was either forever or an eight / no longer lazy on the page, / because things took longer after that, / had longer lifetimes, / and that was their sign in continuous curls.

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Summit

by Natalie Homer

I wish the wild mint would bake its scent into my skin, / and I could drag it behind me, as if it were a train of silvery lace. / It never does, and that’s okay.

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A Survey of the Sacred

by Isabella David McCaffrey

She says, “To write poetry about sacred spaces, I must understand what I mean by sacred spaces, il faut comprendre premièrement ce que je veux dire par Terre Sacrée.”

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The Polar Bear

by Jennifer Givhan

What I’m asking is will watching The Discovery / Channel with my young black boy instead / of the news coverage of the riot funerals riot arrests / riot nothing changes riots be enough to keep him / from harm?

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Long Walk Home

by Kristene Brown

Hot summer and birds pillage garbage cans, / squabbling for scraps. / With ripped jeans and knotted hair, I follow / the unpaved road to town.

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