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Volume 30: 2019-2020

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less ambiguous this time

Garrett Green


Thoughts and mass

Sink like rocks with rags attached

Hands meet your head

Reluctant to release what you could not tie back down until


We buried songs

Watched the pipes fill with mud

Now I drink with our temporary friends and pretend


And though I put the bodies in the ground, somehow I’m stuck pretending words are ripping weeds from my mind