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Tag Archives: Abigail Frankfurt

Ringmaster by Abigail Frankfurt

say you finally decide to run away and join the circus – but by the 3rd mile your knees start to ache – so you slow down to a brisk walk and the circus is still within sight – but now your lower back – ouch – all those years waiting tables, car crashes, lifting […]

Posted byDaleDecember 2020December 2020Posted inIssue 28Tags: Abigail Frankfurt

Dead Language by Abigail Frankfurt

in a dream you came back and made the same mistakes you already made. 3 broken ribs and hospital bound. i played the cd that was in the back of a book i bought on the east side. we listened to it over and over and over. we prepared. what song would accompany those who […]

Posted byDaleDecember 2020December 2020Posted inIssue 28Tags: Abigail Frankfurt
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