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Birthday Candles

A child sits, unmoving. Beads of wax drip into frosting so Thick blue congeals on white, Unearthly pearls from a planet Of broken clocks and sugar. Years turn in tune, Melting off monuments in days. So quick, blow them out, They’re burning down while A child sits, unmoving.  —Ali Brown is a first year in… Keep Reading

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I would like to returnthe candy that I stole.  The camp shop stares out into the wheat and changes mellow hands.  Runes salt the night.  Crabs rot in the harbor where their eggs hatch.  The white church sows gravel through the corn.  Mounds poke like nipples beside claimless bikes.  Tucked inside the cliff is a… Keep Reading

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