Poem By SIMON PERCHIK

Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * Louder! though what comes by has already withered and along a certain curve   your voice tapers off as the path bent over her shoulders spreading its flow into sunlight   now riverbank and whisper –you need two mouths now that every splash   smells from stones once it rises to the surface in that […]

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