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Derrick Weston Brown

Duke Ellington’s You St. Lament

By Derrick Weston Brown I try to follow his eyes
see where his stare lands.
The Duke watches from an elevated
perch. Now.
Naomi Ayala

In Adams Morgan, Two Years of Neighborhood-Wide Reconstruction Come to a Halt for the Night

By Naomi Ayala And now, where the moon
rose behind here,
three stories loom—
Alison Roh Park

Build You Up

By Alison Roh Park If it were not so scarred from your accidental
rages—uptown, upstate—I would have rested
on the cinder block of your chest.
A.B. Spellman

from Things I Don’t Miss From My Youth

By A.B. Spellman florene barco moved
to philadelphia &
on a visit home
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