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Jeni De La O
Something I have always feared is dying without an audience.

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Tinderbox Poetry Journal

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Robert Hass
Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances. I must have been the same to her. But I remember so much, the way her hands dismantled bread...

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Ecco

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Kamden Ishmael Hilliard
See me absolve See me bubble See me sour of healing but still 4 the dream: flite Fruitility Pozsibility

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Omnidawn Publishing, Inc.

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Lyn Hejinian
Humans are myths, at war with one another.

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Omnidawn Publishing, Inc.

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Samuel Green
We saw her shoulders shake. She stayed like that         a long, long time, then turned & left without speaking. The candle had gone out,         left a trail of smoke, like a fighter jet leaves across a clear sky.

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Prairie Schooner

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Fabio Pusterla (translated from the Italian by Will Schutt)
Eternal, the afternoon. Relentless, the sheep-in-clouds sky. Relentless, the games.

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The Sewanee Review

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Catherine Barnett
Who was it who taught me to burn the end of the cord to keep it from fraying? Not the man who called my life a debacle, a word whose sound I love.

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Graywolf Press

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Todd Davis
Loose stone slides out from beneath boots as we seek to hold back our weight from the bottom of the ravine.

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Michigan State University Press

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Sonia Sanchez
sistuh. did u finally learn how to hold yo/mother?

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Third World Press

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Tina Chang
He buffs the bright cylinder from which the bullet will emerge and points it toward a future intention. Color the cloth vengeance for it has no true name.

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W. W. Norton & Company

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