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Victoria NordlundJul 6, 2021PoetryImprintWhen I turn on the light I find you mouth wide, lying outstretched in my closet, eating skin that squalls from my past-their-prime shirts...
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Dick AltmanMay 28, 2021Poetry"Coming To Bury Myself," "Numbers Man" and "Midnight of Bears"Coming to bury myself --his dream, after diagnosis… Not yet winter, but soon. High desert’s sun, even at twenty-two degrees, scorches...