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UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY
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CHRIS MAJOR
Passed You could've picked a different place : few trees, bed of flowers, bit of grass; the retina's last image etched with more than the concrete and litter offered by this car-park. You could've talked; tried to off load the pressure that squeezed out joy and the bitter note of "no obits, no church." I pass the scene, now empty; the shit of it sugared by frost, blackbirds the only text of life on a page wiped clean by an engine's hum...... Chris Major's work has appeared online at Zygote in my coffee, My Favorite Bullet, Remark, Lily, Stirring,Pemmican, Snakeskin and Underground Voices. |
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