Poetry

Around the time they decided dandruff is the result of being a very bad person, me and Jill and several locals from the Horse and Cow Separation and Packaging Unit packed up and

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after Van Gogh Indigo and orange river and the women, kneeling. White where there might be clothes. The act of bending, to wash away. Sienna riverbanks. A lone figure on the bridge. It

let minds admit love alters it bends the no is looks is star every unknown height not & within come love with out edge error upon never ever

We bowed our heads before the meal of chili and fresh bread. Our host said, “Dear, would you say grace tonight?” And then the teenager stammered, mumbled “Dear God,” half distracted. Before we