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Rashida James-Saadiya

Rain Dance

By Rashida James-Saadiya we scatter
dodge words that rip into flesh
hide from clenched fist
Patricia Monaghan

Knowing the Bomb So Well

By Patricia Monaghan After the nightly news and four martinis
he quietly begins to draw the inner workings
of the bomb, knowing the explosion needed
Jeffrey McDaniel

Air Empathy

By Jeffrey McDaniel On the red-eye from Seattle, a two-year-old
in the seat behind me screeches

his miniature guts out.
Fady Joudah

Anonymous Song

By Fady Joudah When the shooting began
Everyone ran to the trucks
Grabbed whatever their backs needed
And made for the trucks
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