Tag: material

• Our Complicated Public Union

  

  Walk beneath my canopy, aerial assaults pinging as you find a pace. In April’s warm mist your cheeks I keep dry. Hold me and I hold you, the infant wrapped in the folds of her mother’s arms. On clear days you hide me and I take comfort in the act. Hidden on the floor of…

  Dan Metzger

  August 20, 2015

  Poetry

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