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Joshua Marie Wilkinson Phantoms, Untouchable first phantoms without wind scorching open the box forest capable for the cuts & a cooling carries through as though trouble had its name engraved on the machines watching the work of the night in those very trees Phantoms, Unblanketing for Tony Tost oranges in the child's bed, garden heaved with mute grackles. missing the wind through the open bathtub window lures what the thirst capitulates gently for the deer in the overgrown town culled itself from the town. about Joshua Marie Wilkinson |
