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   Volume X, Issue I

..:: POETRY ::..


..:: PROSE ::..

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   Volume VIII, Issue I
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   Volume IX, Issue I
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Poetry


see the rest
John M. Bennett

 

looked ,snored ,timed my
,whethering ,or seatwalk
,boring thru my sleep
explosions ,the es
sence ,is never
,was not scattered
across the parking
lot ,way below ,fal
ling off the st age
and the it eration ching
sky watched ,as I s
lumped against a
,flaking and weedy
,wall  )my mapless one(

 

 

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