Spring '13 TOC
Clatter in silence
Mouths moving without breath
Animated in death
Slippery soft
Soothing in what isn’t understood
Subverting its meaning
Meandering in the dessert
Vocal chords parched
To dust
A liter for the soul
Simpering in blind ethereality
Until an oasis can be found
Off the heat, the fire
Dehydrated dry
Blending into the sand
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