Poetry / December 2017 (Issue 38)
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by James Shea
I dub everything in my own voice.
My mouth never matches perfectly with what I am saying.
I'm sorry.
Life can be life-like, if you like life.
The winner in the winner's circle is always the circle itself.
Can't see that star in the sky?
It's like someone left a flashlight on in the bottom drawer.
Last night, it rained inside a mall.
There's very little crime here, but there could be a war. |
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