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Four Poems by Alice Willington

Cast X Our prayers are lines into cold, to the fish god, shadow and black scales. X She swirls and vanishes, she is the current beyond the turn of the river. X The hooks snag sheet music, clarinets, an evening folded in the drag of a cloak. X We must play but first we reel […]

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