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by Newt Gordon-Rein
I found Strength in the dry gutter on the hill all yellow-edged and cloudy-lined lion’s mane It wasn’t mine but I carried it for a while— waveform, pushing against push until energy moves on Not that I couldn’t use some paper-thick courage, self-fulfilling, but I never did learn how to read painted cards—nothing to grip
of dead ends.
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art | Agathe Smith
Strength felt wrong like dull teeth pressing my palm skin, so I left it atop a shrub—the kind I can’t see without thinking
