- The Wedding
by Nin Andrews: Whoever told you the dead aren’t good lovers / never met my husband.
- Leaving the Ceremony
by James Doyle: I walked farther down the streets / than I meant to go.
- An Ordinary Life
by Holy Welker: It makes you so mad that your whole / life you’ve had barely enough privileges that you can’t / justify your rage in anything,
- A Prisoner
by Alicia Ostriker: The chickadee inside my / chest, next to my heart / imprisoned, but singing
by Ỳ Nhi: One day / he brought her a small paper bag
- IN MEMORY OF PAUL ELUARD
by Paul Celan: Put the words in the dead man’s grave, / the words he spoke in order to live.
- My Gold-Toothed One
by Orhan Veli: Come, my darling, come with me: / Let me buy you silk stockings,
- Psalm of Filling the Rental Car
by Bob Hicok: For the director of music. To the tune / of static.
by Saadi Youssef: The girl who works in the warehouse / leaves her second-floor room.
- Snow May Fall
by Saadi Youssef: The room / is fortified with wood blinds and glass,