September a week in by Hala Alyan
"I’m trying to be enough / for this body: one heartbeat, flung like a shovel into the day."
Poem About Your Laugh by Susan Glickman
"When you laugh it is all the unsynchronized clocks / in the watchmaker's shop / striking their dissident hours"
I Remember the Carrots by Ada Limón
"I loved them: my own bright dead things. / I’m thirty-five and remember all that I’ve done wrong."