When Midnight comes,
it’s saintly as the dog
wading in the stream
of the Very Odd.
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I Know Jack the Ripper, by Llewellyn McKernan
I know how to get and hold the blues.
I MAKE THE BEDS, by Llewellyn McKernan
. . . I break into crumbs that feed the birds, one by one.
THE TOE OF HER SHOE, by Llewellyn McKernan
She once had a daughter.
She once had a son.
A Leaf Stiffens, by Llewellyn McKernan
. . . it floats on the surface of a creek, splitting fine hairs in a fit of pique.
Carol, Cry, by Llewellyn McKernan
Bird Wednesday glued the world to a bone.
Animals of Autumn, by Gail Ratcliffe
Gourds Adorned for Autumn!!!!
Establishing Witness, by Joan Spilman
Vernie hadn’t looked in the coffin because she’d got a good look at him when he was born.
“Silver Bottle” now available on Amazon! — Cafe Legacy
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