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Cynthia Arrieu-King
Gardenia

Ana Bozičević
from Depth Hoar
"The shadow peels itself off"
"In the shadow's tower"
"PS: all along it was me"
"Let young uncle Vladimir explain it all"

Matthew Klane
Unquiet Youth
Unquiet Youth
High Jinks
The Autonomous University Is in Ruins
Sex and Wanderlust
Meta- Orphans
Hitchhike to Mexico City

Michael O'Brien
Four Poems from AVENUE

Alejandra Pizarnik
translated by Jason Stumpf
The Cage
Woman in Love

Brett Price
10/19/08
Scale

Jared White
from Monarchies / Anarchisms
Frederick Augustus the First
Leopold the First
Frederick the Second
Anselmo Lorenzo
Oscar Neebe
Lucy Parsons
The Autonomous University Is in Ruins
Matthew Klane

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                 Nausea        Spikenard,

quince, oleander.

Kiss me on the mouth.

My jaw,

a sonnet of myrtle

swoon.

My maw

has no bottom.

 

 The Autonomous University            is in ruins.

Te amo,

croon of swampy

crocuses.

Te amo,

dizzy pompoms,

grandiloquent soliloquy,

riot police.

 

       Chamomile           I am a wounded quiver.

You—tambourine.

I feel swollen,

drubbed,

pistil-whipped.

You spy the sublime Fool.

 

Yours Truly,