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When the Maid Recognized Peter

William North

She knows beyond a shadow of a doubt it’s he hunched between spokes of fire-light, a disciple of jaded spirit begging warmth.  Later they’ll say this was the way it was prophesied, how he drowned...

Ann

William North

Shuffling through your city of perpetual night, you have come to this Advent eucharist with the help of a seeing-eye dog. You clutch tight the pew back curl of...

Black Spruce

William North

From a distance  it looked like ordinary  wood, a snuff-colored twig one might rake for burning. Surfaced  by the bulldozer from a sarcophagus of clay, it  could have been...

Earthworm

William North

Seven meters an hour, top speed, pulling closer the edge of asphalt you cannot see. Mizzling rain glistens your body stripped to the skin. You row, row for your...