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The Chess Game, James Damron

Bryant Literary Review

I turn from my work to see them

Indian princesses in long gowns

Lying softly on the grass

The Thirteenth Colony, Jéanpaul Ferro

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The morning had been like a mirage:

a green twilight along Kennedy Plaza after the show,

1863 Candid, Wendy Smith-Stenhouse

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If I could

I would ask you why

you looked away

when the flash chiseled pewter eyes

Love Song, Steven Proulx

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New shirt

cotton stiff

cuffs crisp, buttoned

flush against the hands

Virus, Ewa Bronowicz

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"Language is a virus, and she infected me," he said and looked away, as if not interested in the effect his words would have on us.

La Révolution De Ventôse, Bayard Godsave

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Time loves only those it has given birth to itself...

--Vasily Grossman

I have read about the neutron bombs. In the books there are diagrams of radiation waves, tipped with arrowheads,

Don't Date Men Who Live In Mushroom Houses, Amanda Dunne

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When you brush your teeth,

I want to pull my eyes out,

place them in a Ziploc sandwich bag

The Shower, William Baer

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"Younger than springtime," she sings, fading

in and out, for nearly a half an hour,

Tearing Down The Depot, Patrick Carrington

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It's one of those days that's no damn good

from the start. You drop the toast

How The Metaphor Becomes You, John Azrak

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and is becoming, (no matter your where-

abouts), starts with the handsome

blanket you brought home from Santa Fe;

Mount Everest, Falling, Charles Webb

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Three times before, her father'd pounded

9-1-1 in time to bring a team to pump

Letter To Borgstrom In Stone, Fredrick Zydek

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Dear Kurt: If what the Hindus and Buddhists say

is true, everything that makes the universe tick

What You Have, Laura Hogan

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He comes home wearing your husband's face, spreads his arms wide and calls, "Honey, I'm home."

Fishing Penny, Ryan Habermeyer

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Penny used three fingers to wedge the last moon pie into her mouth. I had sore fingers from feeding her all night.

A Salutation, Not An Embrace, Lois Marie Harrod

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Knowledge is not eating, and we cannot expect to devour and possess what we mean. Knowledge is recognition of something absent; it is a salutation, not an embrace.

--George Santayana

Those moments when everything

slips away, perhaps

Fido's View Of Irony, Martha Christina

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I found the shoe under the bed

when She Who Throws Things

threw my ball. "Fetch,"

Like The Man Who Fell In Love With Jesus, Erica Goss

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I want to live in a

body that quakes, I want

someone's fingers to press

At 18, Your Life Opens Up, Marianna Hofer

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Sometimes, just

out of high school,

you hitchhiked to

your first boyfriend's,

The Laughing Poet Moves On, Jim Daniels

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She laughed quickly, not with you

or at you. She laughed

in her own universe of fizz and whirl.

Winter Sleep, M. L. Brown

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She wants to tell him

about the birch in the field,

how it darkens against the snow at dusk.

Closures, Margaret B. Ingraham

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A grandmother's death, he said, put
final parentheses around my youth.

Your family homestead is so far

away and yet the forecast is clear

Noche, Erica Goss

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for Maria De Los Santos

Once in Mulege, Jose's father drove me back

to the long beach coated with moonlight.

Redbone, Erika T. Wurth

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--for 08765-031

The first time I ever thought about stealing a train, I was eight years old.

The doors closed and Jake was alone again,

Growing Out Of Pamlico, Desiree M. Koser

The Mercury

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Silly Yaks, Jessica G. Cox

The Mercury

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The Ballad Of Jesco An' Norma Jean, Kriscinda L. Meadows

The Mercury

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Teach, Amy E. Butcher

The Mercury

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A Rose Is A Rose Is A Rose, Christine M. Habersaat

The Mercury

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The Afghan Girl, Stephanie M. Allen

The Mercury

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Invincibly Vulnerable, Jeremy E. Arnold

The Mercury

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