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Tag Archives: Barbara McVeigh

FEATURED: Three poems by Barbara McVeigh

Ken Never Saw It Coming Barbarian. It means. My name was made from universal sounds. The same howl in any tongue. Click. Come closer. Don’t mind the iodine. Barbarians bite and snap and lick the inner ear of any listener. If a tree falls. Body parts. Hunger beating on a drum. I make war with […]

Posted byDaleJuly 2019June 2019Posted inIssue 22Tags: Barbara McVeigh
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