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The School

We weren’t even supposed to have a puppy.

By Donald Barthelme March 2021
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At The Arraignment

Which of us has never broken a law? / I died for you — a desperate extravagance, even for me. / If you can’t be merciful, at least be bold.

By Debra Spencer February 2021
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Morally Indefensible

It is often said of laying hens, veal calves, and dogs kept in cages for experimental purposes that this does not cause them to suffer, since they have never known other conditions. . . . This is a fallacy.

By Peter Singer December 2020
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The Only Real Story

I think of the children who will never know, intuitively, that a flower is a plant’s way of making love, or what silence sounds like, or that trees breathe out what we breathe in.

By Barbara Kingsolver November 2020
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If I Were God

If I were God, I would make a world just like this one, where everyone comes raw and naked and dependent into it; where everyone enters bloody between the legs or through the cut belly of a woman; where nothing is for certain and there is so much to learn.

By Pat Schneider October 2020
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Letter To My Father

Stride from the crowd to seize the president’s arm before another roll of paper towels sails away. Thunder Spanish obscenities in his face. Banish him to a roofless rainstorm in Utuado, so he unravels, one soaked sheet after another, till there is nothing left but his cardboard heart.

By Martín Espada September 2020
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The Race

I used my legs and heart as if I would
gladly use them up for this,
to touch him again in this life

By Sharon Olds September 2020
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Easter Morning

Like peasants everywhere in the history / of the world ours can’t figure out why / they’re getting poorer. Their sons join / the army to get work being shot at.

By Jim Harrison August 2020
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Digging Up The Roots

In this desecrated area, the women searching for firewood must dig up the roots of the trees they have long since cut down to make space for crops.

By Jane Goodall July 2020
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Here Together

These days I can see us clinging to each other / as we are swept along by the current

By W.S. Merwin June 2020