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Derek Chung (translated from the Chinese by May Huang)
Was that love? From the depths of the nest I took an egg Still warm. Turning around, I saw you stick your head out from the firewood, Ah ah-ing, like you wanted to tell me something you could never explain

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Zephyr Press

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Miron Białoszewski (translated from the Polish by Clare Cavanagh & Michał Rusinek)
The horse and cart went past. But the horse had a horse. The cart had a cart.

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The New York Review of Books

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Ashley M. Jones
A rose, single, silent, and soft, opens— red petals tender, innocent, fragrant. What beauty! How holy! Peace, unbroken in the rose's solid stem.

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Hub City Press

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Timothy Michalik
Walking home I thought about saying "when a person dies..." but somebody already did.  Just a few days ago. Personally it's more interesting to live.

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Afternoon Visitor

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Noah Arhm Choi
The only time my grandmother touched my mother was praying over her womb, saying boy boy boy when really she meant history history history. The only time she brought her food was the red ginseng, the bitter melon as if a full mouth always gives you what you want. Everytime my mother tells my birth story it changes.

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The Adroit Journal

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