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“the child, saying goodbye to his dying / grandfather, asks, but couldn’t there be a miracle?”
“the child, saying goodbye to his dying / grandfather, asks, but couldn’t there be a miracle?”
“When night falls / only the mute eyes of roadside deer / keep you alert.”
By Selena Spier
“So alive in the / gathering dusk, I thought I could walk over the bones of the dead / and resurrect them.”
“The floor is night vision green / and the walls are green / and the greeness spans all we can see.”
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By Alli Tervo
“Their whiskers intersect / like neighborly clotheslines / One lifetime / greeting the next”
“allow myself an ounce of temptation, / run finger over ragged cuticle and think of my tongue running / along her nail bed”
“places the raw chunks / in my stained open-sore mouth, / teaches me to acquire a taste for pain.”