| Arsenic Lobster poetry journal |
Issue Forty-one Summer 2016 |
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| * Simon Perchik This path could be its echo clings to your exhausted cry and once around one shoulder climbs, covers the Earth already those footsteps mourners will use follow as emptiness and not answer anymore or look :this path coming back with stars that no longer listen over and over. |
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