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Michael Bazzett
How exactly did we get here? they muttered. All our lives we opened for others, yet now it seems life’s just begun—

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The Cortland Review

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Celia Dropkin (translated from the Yiddish by Faith Jones, Jennifer Kronovet, & Samuel Solomon)
A fear was growing in my heart: I smelled the putrid odor of my grave around me.

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Tebot Bach

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Brooke Ellsworth
What if for a moment we stirred that future

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OCTO

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Jennifer Polson Peterson
sad every afternoon of my life. Outside a child runs in the grass. Soon I will appear and call her to me.

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Colorado Review

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Marianne Boruch
As for the magpies, their livers surely tried to clear, to strain the poison. Fast or slow, the birds, I bet— how many?—flew just fine for a while in screechy loops. Then to fall, to try up again. And failing.

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Copper Canyon Press

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Alice Fulton
Here in the north of north everything was formed by what ice did to the land, and darkness is redundant.

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W. W. Norton & Company

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Nicole Tong
when I meant Remember.                 You were there.                                  You walked beside me each day.

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Washington Writers' Publishing House

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Sun Tzu-ping (translated from the Taiwanese Mandarin by Nicholas Wong)
The light responsible for haulage is unacknowledged Planets become self-employers We lost the magic of being kind

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The Carolina Quarterly

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