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Billy the Kid

By Steve Kronen Poetry

O, I write to you now Lew / Wallace to say that a deal is a deal / is a deal, and that everything is possible / under our eye-squinting American sky.

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By Karl O’Hanlon Poetry

After the rain, all over the island
wild irises find their throats
open into astonished song.

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From “Internal Combustion”

By Ralph Burns Poetry

Upward / movement of us is vain, said Simone / Weil, if it doesn’t come from a downward / movement. Go down to the river. / The counterweight. Down / without talking with father, mother, / brother, sister

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