Published Nov 23, 2022
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And so Job died, being old and full of days.
By DB Jonas
That summer he lived on jam, // from pot to pot, home-made: // peach, the down of her arms.
By Fiona Vigo Marshall
I press flat against an alder trunk // but a great serrated wing cuts // the moonlight
By Prabu Vasan
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