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   Volume X, Issue I

..:: POETRY ::..


..:: PROSE ::..

..:: ETC ::..
   Contributor's Notes

..:: ARCHIVES ::..
   Volume I, Issue I
   Volume I, Issue II
   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


sacred overkill
J. D. Mitchell-Lumsden

 

place by your hands        I was sent
me under my blood being children
because we last between ourselves another name
that nation beloved it        no secret
their war against places spread nothing except divide
should itself
greater after wishes rest save us
would fulfill until stones among sons
like days    saying other sides harm others

stand together
face house
earth idols nose
blind witnesses speaking words erring firmly
orders love turned obligation
imprisoned above pleased obligations
servants always seeking faces covered

 

 

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