The last Thirteen Myna Birds flock of 2018 has arrived, offering poems by Jill Khoury, Robert Golden, J.C. Mari, Martin Willitts Jr., and John Sweet. All HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com
"horizon filled with ground-up bones - from one failed relationship to the next - with rotting carcasses of jacked deer and discarded dead pets - flickering tongues like pine needles burning - is it funny is it a sad wreck? - do you remember why you never escaped from here? - you creep beyond the borders of your season - all the basements filled with water or with bones - He willed the ocean to approach and willed it back - lying on my back mouth open to the sky - for a red red snowflake to seize the day..."
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