Margaret Reges

  from MOORE TORNADO: MAY 2013   The warm, hollow sound of its breath   Pine needles or the oily breath of pine bringing back...
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Margaret Reges

To feel the face pressed against the warm belly of the horse, the ribs, the flank, the spattered droplets of rain in its hair, the warm hollow sound of its breath.

Cynthia Cruz

The boat of death moves soundlessly / Across the room. // Then the terrible gift:

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