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Stanley McNail: Late Voices
At first the plash of sea and swimmer´s cries Seemed innocent at night: A late beach party, surely twelve or more, Where the sand lies strewn Over the neck of land neighboring the bridge, Disporting...
View ArticleLeah Bodine Drake: A Warning to Skeptics
Don´t boast your unbelief in woods! The dark leaves hide an ancient folk, And it´s unwise to say aloud That there´s no dryad in the oak. Mock, if you will, the troll and faun When safe in...
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