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Don McKay

What do you call the muscle we long with? Spirit? I don’t think so. Spirit is a far cry. This is a casting outward which unwinds inside the chest. A hole which complements the heart. The ghost of a chance. — Don McKay, from “Twinflower,” Field Marks: The Poetry of Don McKay, intro. Méira Cook… Continue reading Don McKay

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