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Rachel McKibbens

Across the Street from the Whitmore Home for Girls, 1949

By Rachel McKibbens The Mad Girls climb the wet hill,
breathe the sharp air through sick-green lungs.
The Wildest One wanders off like an old cow
Venus Thrash

Uncivil

By Venus Thrash I am wearing a white tux with tails,
or a baby blue one with a ruffly shirt,
or decked out in classic black, or coolly
Carlos Andrés Gómez

Never Again (Rwanda Poem)

By Carlos Andrés Gómez
Kathleen Hellen

Belly Song

By Kathleen Hellen I sit in the front row of
bleachers -- cheap seats for greater grief.
My son
Judith Arcana

Can Safety Matches Make Us Safe?

By Judith Arcana You read the tiny cardboard book before
you scratch the strip under Augie's New Pizza
on the back of MIA:We still don't know
Vanessa Huang

Dear End of Terror,

By Vanessa Huang May you rest
In peace
This night
Don Share

At Home

By Don Share Greetings to the red-eyed clouds
from this, the house that sits
on the mound and faces the corner
Melissa Tuckey

University Kiss in a Time of War

By Melissa Tuckey Two slight young women--
the smaller one
reaches for hands
Ailish Hopper

Dark-sky Society

By Ailish Hopper Each time, Kenny says
With Love,
I look at you, I see
Ching-In Chen

American Syntax

By Ching-In Chen The teacher straightbacked,
faced me off, her eyes.
My face in the cleave of
her shoulder, my bones
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