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 Fall 2024     Poetry 

Temporary Love

Nora Hunter

What would you do if I had to die?

Not under fate’s warm eye,

but under the sword of a liar’s lie.

Sheathed by the leather of a steer’s left side.

Swung by the hand of a man in devil hide.

Would you beat breast and wrench eye?

Would the tears still fall

through your fingers as you curse sky?

Or would you simply throw lilies to the ground and that be the only testament for years

by my side?

Air Bubbles

Americana

anatomy of a prude

Cassandra

Cortisol Rising

faucet

i don't feel myself in this world anymore

Melvin

Meteoric Parallax

Mourning

Post-Service

Temporary Love

The Blue Heron

To Laugh at Depravity

Wolfpack

You saw through the broken glass of the window pane

your blade is a peeler

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