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Backtrack to the future,
when Fear, with its face amiss
& clipped by brambles as you
made your break for it,
hangs back, dangles
in shriveling fog.
I believed my heart,
and my heart saw it done.
That star had something to say.
April 26, 2013
The trance continued in which / the saying was exchanging positions, / over and over, with the said. / It was a summons, a shock into / a long and…
David D. Horowitz
Above horizon, phosphorescent moon / Flares evening silence over rose-maroon / Remaining haze from heat of noon. / Stars glint through opalescence,…
More by Meg Hurtado
THE SOUND OF MUSIC // a commentary
This nightgown: // I might hate it, / but it gives me hope. // / Liesl’s dress … is it dirty because / she talked to a Nazi? Or is she merely /…
LOVE IN THE TIME OF CORONAVIRUS
// The elderly still holding hands and then // remembering, letting go at the light, // / a black-masked stranger on wheels / mumbling a…
HEAVEN IS FULL OF GARBAGE DISPOSALS:…
It all began with cherry blossoms, // cake, a swimming pool. / // It began again by refrigerator light, as so much does. / From bed to…
IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE
// Salvation falls on deaf ears only, darling— // “If either of you sees a stranger / around here, it’s me.” // * / They can’t help dancing…
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