Matt W. Miller

SAID THE RIVER WHEN I BEGGED FOR HIS SONG   Kid, I may look so slicked back, coffee black, so coolest cat under a root of summer swelt that...
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Matthew Gellman

Outside the classroom, it is winter. / The trees are spoken in a leaner language, / and the light is too brittle to resemble / a green river, a passing train, a boy.

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