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ALT Text: Wildness • Issue No. 42 on a dark green background with border.
ALT Banner text: “Sometimes I blame the ocean / for the voice in my eyes saying // that nothing unseen is beautiful.”
ALT Banner text: “a goose swept in dips near twilight a feather dislodged in the pond that shouldn’t be wet”
ALT Banner text: “From the backseat / my mother’s voice seethes like an egg / through the cracks of my fingers.”
ALT Banner text: “My fear kept watch through a hooded gaze, / taken by a bird with the rounded head / of a snake I could not name.”
ALT Banner text: “You don’t reply immediately. When you do, your voice is strained, as if it takes a Herculean amount of effort to speak on a day this hot.”
ALT Banner text: “When the doctor asks … Where is the pain coming from / I am compelled to say …The mountain”
ALT Banner text: “Sometimes we only truly get to know someone after they are dead. The haunting doesn’t happen by itself. The haunting is a collaboration.”
ALT Banner text: “The bodies in the shallowing lake / that summer. St. Lawrence River a vein to the Atlantic, never enough / proper nouns for tragedy as the cornfields go on and on.”
ALT Banner text: “In a week, the nest-ring will / hang bloated like a shrunken / squash from the branch,”
ALT Banner text: “Nothing, but the noise / of myself. Nothing, but my loneliness, / wading at my feet, a heronlet / learning to quiet.”
ALT Banner text: “And the city was full of such spurious / & absorbing motion; / a good memory glancing off / an e-bike splash in the gig economy.”