Poetry
Spring Poem
by Cole HeinowitzPoetry
Word’s best dot a golden apple/In the sand of skies, box in hand…
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by Clayton EshlemanPoetry
They sound like the boots of pallbearers during a parade of /flag-draped coffins…
Word’s best dot a golden apple/In the sand of skies, box in hand…
They sound like the boots of pallbearers during a parade of /flag-draped coffins…