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When the Maid Recognized Peter
She knows beyond a shadow / of a doubt it’s he / hunched between spokes...
Ann
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...
Black Spruce
From a distance / it looked like ordinary / wood, a snuff-colored twig...
Earthworm
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...
