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Meg Day

As if one is a shadow stitched to the other, they sit, knees bent & parted, cradled in the basin of the clawfoot, her belly to his spine. She leans into him, her cheek resting against the blade in his back, & watches the window above the pull-chain warm from bath water to blue. He… Continue reading Meg Day

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Charlotte Boulay

Aubade with Pericardium and Visitor What a wreck the sky is this morning, slashed through the middle and all bloody at the seams. When the new moon falls on the first of the month it seems unlucky, such absorbing darkness it’s hard to get out of bed. I open my mouth to test a thought… Continue reading Charlotte Boulay

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Schuyler Van Rensselaer

Under Two Windows I. AUBADE The dawn is here—and the long night through I have never seen thy face, Though my feet have worn the patient grass at the gate of thy dwelling-place. While the white moon sailed till, red in the west, it found the far world edge, No leaflet stirred of the leaves… Continue reading Schuyler Van Rensselaer

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Amber Flora Thomas

Aubade I know my leaving in the breakfast table mess.    Bowl spills into bowl: milk and bran, bread crust    crumbled. You push me back into bed. More “honey” and “baby.” Breath you tell my ear circles inside me,    curls a damp wind and runs the circuit    of my limbs. I interrogate… Continue reading Amber Flora Thomas

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