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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
Derrick Weston Brown

Duke Ellington’s You St. Lament

By Derrick Weston Brown I try to follow his eyes
see where his stare lands.
The Duke watches from an elevated
perch. Now.
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
Rich Villar

Always Here

By Rich Villar lacking a proper entrance
into a poem
about Arizona Senate Bill 1070
Sami Miranda

we is

By Sami Miranda we is not the singular
dotted i, black figure against
a white background.
Frank X Walker

Mothers Day

By Frank X Walker When the universe reached out for your daughter's
daughter and she reached out for you, your hands
were too full of furniture to hold her
Yael Flusberg

Waiting Outside The US Capital Where She Lies In State, Eve Of All Souls

By Yael Flusberg after the first three hours
the temperature dropped to visible breath.
my fall coat no longer protected and my toes
Alison Roh Park

Build You Up

By Alison Roh Park If it were not so scarred from your accidental
rages—uptown, upstate—I would have rested
on the cinder block of your chest.
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