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SNIPER ON THE ROOF OF THE STUDENT UNION A rifle at this distance is a weapon refractingsun like a disco ball, trigger curves as clouds doin a cloudless skysights make meters smallwhere bodies could openlike sunflowers on the green at one signal. Who taughtyou to love what you do?A prayer circle becomesa red target, a…
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CONNECTIONSHold me til I’m fulllike the porridge too hotfor Goldilocks, orthe zone we hope alienslive out their unknowndays. Be my harborslicked in oil and rainbowsfull of dark scaleson the backs of carphoping for bread. I’ll light youup like tinder in my firepit. Table discussiontil tomorrow. The night’sso sweet.
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Bright cold sun of April, the northwest winds whipping your cheeks red and spreading the first of the season’s pollen. Shock of yellow Daffodils holding on through sleet and snow cover reminders of the coming warmth. You pick handfuls of stems and spread them on the concrete leaving trails of green against the composite like…
Amanda Stovicek D'Alessandro 