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Cassie Donish

        she saw real birds

as wind-up birds with intricate

machinery; their whistles, the metal

 

architecture of their wings—she saw 

them perched atop the hospital,

where exhausted women brought

Note / Envoy

Zach Savich

Note

To say it and it won’t become information

Fruit sour before ripening, then sour and ripe

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Anything starts in medias res if you say it

Leaving your house, even the cut grass smelled of basil
           

 

Envoy

I didn’t get around to mailing
The book so read it myself again 

In sufficient snow
The widest street becomes a one-lane road
What will I miss last

trash exotica/roissy mcdonalds/red orange/radiant orchid

Kirsten Ihns

sufficiently decent pillow microfiber
soon

child in a happy shirt gives his brother
a happy balloon

i am the             queen
of this trashcan
everyone looks in my eyes            then down
before they throw their things away

every city needs a service to destroy
its unattended objects

i propose they burn everything
except the plastic
said my fantastic
french hot carpool driver

he wants to move to réunion

& do their trash advising

he has excellent zippers
on his sweater

and a bathroom full of orchids

 

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