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Jenny Grassl

burn cinnamon       your remorse
I will attend your systole and flu

favor speckle for heart    take foxglove
burden in its tonic       please       don’t die

I do beseech you       beloved and strange
bowed with soft shoulders of penitence

charcoal absorbing nausea       petting your dog
wring hands       sanitized          wash     wash

For the Post-Anthropocene

K.A. Hayes

—at Roque Bluffs state park
stone stone & skipping barefoot tender
on stone sand & heat / sharpness or roundness guiding
to go on wanderlooking
but not looking for
no not to find but what’s now found & now, seeing
I see
& if I bend to touch a rock to palm
a rock the wind wobbletosses a force


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