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Ripped From The Tree, Tom Hansen

Bryant Literary Review

(beginning with two lines by Anonymous)

There is no easy way

into another world.

Sandpipers, Again, Lisa Starr

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I went back to the sandpipers today--

it's been a while.

The Remnants Of Hurricane Bill Newport, Ri, Kate Mele

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We didn't expect the rain and with it

the scent of night jasmine rolling up

Prison, Elizabeth Percer

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I wish a crime would come my way.

That I had the nervous power of disobedience.

W. W. I Veteran Dies In Hometown Paper, Robert Pringle

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Born to his people,

Tampico, south Indiana:

Detroit, Michelle Brooks

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I did not know any better except to love

For The First Time, Joanna Noble

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Alone and snow-bound you learn

the bones of your home as they keen

Dead Professor, Dan Dabrowski

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Came knocking,

but I take it you're not around.

I Will Go, David Rogers

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and wander like Li Po

along river banks and wine halls

The Doctor Arrives, John Grey

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The doctor enters the room

and the mood is no less gloomier.

Newport Ferry, Nancy Sullivan

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Getting on was serpentine and narrow

Like pushing a wheelbarrow.

Death Speaks Of The Beauty Of Crows, Cathleen Calbert

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God's mistake

was not loving them enough.

Long Term Touching, Martha Christina

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When I held his hand

for the first time,

it was thinner,

The Station Nightclub, Don Kunz

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How can they not still dream of fire?

Everything has turned black:

Alchemy, Peggy Ann Tartt

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At some point in any conversation

a door appears.

Picasso's Bowl, Natasha Marin

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Today I am a belly full of blue water

because he had an argument with his girl