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Career Change
by Lisa K. Buchanan
The mortician arrived last night, well before the viewing, to paint our little girl pretty.

Some Things You’ll Do When You Would Rather Be Happy
by Laurie Marshall
You’ll check the mailbox one last time in case the whole thing was a sick joke.

Three Prose Poems
by Kathleen Rooney
This day could use the excitement of receiving a surprise package. Even better if that package reads THIS SIDE UP.

Caney Fork
by Annette Sisson
Autumn crisps the tapering light, / oak pulls on its auburn duster.

Gratitude
by Scudder Parker
The peonies and gladiolas are more / seductive every fall.

For an Osage Orange Tree (and the names she’ll answer to)
by Angela Winsor
Say Bodark—for a pretty-leafed thing. / Hers are shiny, narrow, smoothed / curves.

Five Pieces to Assemble After the Quarantine
by Molly Lanzarotta
The lover who decides to stay / understands—like you, standing too close on the train— / it’s all about the distance we keep, or give away.

Pillow
by Claire Taylor
yes, my love / I know / a pillow can be forts and mountains / stepping-stones that slide / on hardwood floors and end / in tears.

The Poem of the World
by Scudder Parker
reveals itself / like a doe’s hoof tapping ice / till she can drink.

In Her Last Days
by Peter J. Dudley
the chemo has burned out / and hospice watches / with tender eyes