“We’ve been walking for a long time through a dark tunnel. We do not remember the beginning. Our horses remember color. What breached the opacity was our goat hearts. It […]
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Your Dream of My Life, You Who Now Own It [2024 Loraine Williams Poetry Prize Featured Finalist]
Even the dark unbolting, even the ducks at the edge of the river, even the dock at the sea’s wide corner, the job lot of my horseless valley, even the […]
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