Everything, issue 37, Poetry

THIS GROUND by NELL SMITH

For a time, I forgot the skin of white pines, chapped from Maine winters, their sap seeping through the bark. I forgot, by loving the dogs of Guanaja that barked from the docks of stilt homes as I passed, parting the water in a dinghy.  By loving snow crowding a spit in Alaska, the stones […]

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Everything, Issue 35, Poetry

MATRYOSHKA by JEFFREY ZOU

She tells me how in Russian, Nesting dolls are like onions, layers unraveled To reveal more layers     Slowly                                            Slowly Her mother whips the shaft of a cane on the dance studio, Splintering […]

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