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Shepherding Bones

(a cento of first lines from Patrick Rosal’s Boneshepherds)   .. Dear feverless, dear poets, dear love- Mothers, This morning, my cousin Joseph and I both stink. The sweat flicks from your elbows, and so we’ve been told to shutup … Continue reading

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