house made of ghosts and small animals – Kristy Bowen

For every love song, there is a broken dove skeleton
rotting in the eaves. A leaving, that requires
nothing but the door opening and closing just once.

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How I Almost Died in Peru – Patricia Colleen Murphy

The mounting list of things I needed but
could not get. I tried to put on a sweater

but I was too small. The ceiling was too big.
The water wouldn’t stay where I swallowed it.

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Starting Over After Long Estrangement – Mary Stewart Hammond 

To all appearances they are having dinner,
the two women sitting halfway back
along the left wall of the Caffe Grazie.

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