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“while the speakers played Finneas’s ‘i don’t miss you at all’, i was”, “somewhere, somewhere.”, “close your eyes and falls asleep”, and “a poem in which prayers feel like lies”

By Temidayo Okun     while the speakers played Finneas’s “i don’t miss you at all”, i was chewing a piece of stale bread, softened by sweet tea & not … Continue Reading “while the speakers played Finneas’s ‘i don’t miss you at all’, i was”, “somewhere, somewhere.”, “close your eyes and falls asleep”, and “a poem in which prayers feel like lies”

“This Kitchen Remains Quiet”, “Finding the Lost Boy Before Dark”, “A poem in which my grandfathers meet Lorca”, “Dispatches from the Levant” and “A Flat File Across a Mattock Blade”

By William Prindle     This Kitchen Remains Quiet This winter wind winnows the fewleaves that cling to the gutter guards, Whispering loudly in the crowns thatthis planet is still … Continue Reading “This Kitchen Remains Quiet”, “Finding the Lost Boy Before Dark”, “A poem in which my grandfathers meet Lorca”, “Dispatches from the Levant” and “A Flat File Across a Mattock Blade”