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She filled the yard of the sky
with domestic animals and birds,
and the yard screeched
when it turned,
like a rusty wheel,
with the shrill of crickets.
From "Away from the lights of the house," a poem by Claudia Serea, continued in Grey Sparrow Journal (Winter Issue, January 18, 2013).
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"Ella at the Cafe," a poem by Liz Kay, from her chapbook Something to Help Me Sleep (Dancing Girl Press, 2012).
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"Medina Street" (page 7), "Absence" (p. 14), and "Ladies' Night" (p. 26), poems by Sara Tracey, from her chapbook Flood Year (Dancing Girl Press, 2009).
From Sara Tracey's poem "Ladies' Night":
The rain was always doing things like this,
always the wrong night, the wrong back yard.
One hundred other things would be worse,
but right now, you can't think of any.
Forget riding five to a taxi, forget metro cards.
Tonight, you're walking two miles
with no umbrella, your favorite jeans
wet to your knees. See, even though you checked
the forecast, this is the kind of night
you'll end up crying in the bathroom
while some guy you don't want to kiss
holds your coat. . . .
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