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Two Poems, Mary Wiley

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Two poems: "Realism" and "Finale."

Question On A Street-Car, Jack Kilgore

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"What do tired-eyed people live for?

They seem to have no joy."

"They have their joys the same as we;

Be silent, little boy."

Shadows, Donald Bradley

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Oh silent strength

dont vanish yet.

Written On A Wet Page., Tommy O'Rourke

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I could spell it out

in eyelashes but the invisible

boa constrictors that spring out

from your pupils

to strangle and decipher

every scribble are too busy shedding

their scales to sound out "delicate."

(No Title), Tommy O'Rourke

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Distilled crystals

in the fine print.

Antidepressants, Ella Paul

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Sometimes

I don't believe in anything

The Body Of Christ, Bob Barrick

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The scent of embalming fluid

from bearing the pall at my grandfather's funeral--

She's Much More Than Cool, Earl Townsend

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Mussolini's in the parking garage eating Fettuccini Alfredo.

I'm in a museum eating squirrel from Philadelphia.

Sometimes I take a shower with nothing else to do.

4 Tricks To Make Her Orgasm- Askmen, Bob Barrick

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Her shoulder, white like a page.

Her sex; her words.

Fate, Phillipa Schreiber

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Clacking little wooden beads.

Moved by stronger will than ours.

Autumn Swept Garden, Charles Aufderheide

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Nothing can grow here now.

This garden is Autumn-swept;

Here, by the apple bough,

You turned and wept.

Armor Against Death, Betty Richart

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At last the hour of peace, the voices stilled

The contest ended at last. The citadel

Is saved, and the sudden ambushes are over.

The night is lovely and quiet where we dwell.

Betty Ballads, Grace Ferguson

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Three poems: "Betty Ballads," "Castles in the Air," and "Betty Loves People."