Holding My Breath All Night Long by Dolo Diaz
“The old house / cracks its knuckles / all night long.” – excerpt from Holding My Breath All Night Long, poetry by Dolo Diaz
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Field on Butternut by Max Newman
“We could have climbed into the moon. Instead / we biked in the metalshadows beneath Ohioan / hills everything hung still in the air” – excerpt from Field on Butternut, a #poem by Max Newman #MetaworkerMonday #TheMetaworker
“TRUTH #4: The Face Behind the Mirror” by Matthew Maichen
I only ever wrote …