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   Volume X, Issue I

..:: POETRY ::..


..:: PROSE ::..

..:: ETC ::..
   Contributor's Notes

..:: ARCHIVES ::..
   Volume I, Issue I
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   Volume II, Issue I
   Volume II, Issue II
   Volume III, Issue I
   Volume III, Issue II
   Volume IV, Issue I
    Volume IV, Issue II
   Volume V, Issue I
    Volume V, Issue II
    Volume VI, Issue I
   Volume VI, Issue II
   Volume VII, Issue I
   Volume VII, Issue II
   Volume VIII, Issue I
    Volume VIII, Issue II
    Volume IX, Issue I
    Volume IX, Issue II

 
Poetry


mot hs
John M. Bennett

 

thug mote ,or syntax
falling ,from the c
heck you s crawled
a gnat extended ,ex
tent of's extant s
lavering's the rect
angular screen ,f
olded and sweat ,in
the skin pocketed
shirt you defolded
from its sleep of
70 anular yawns
,and dropping the
pen ,where yr words
,mites ,grunt once
on the page

 

 

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