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Issue EightIssue Eight PoetryPoetry

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By Kristen de Kline,



we loved like demons
our kisses, fresh
and fugitive

we snorted lines

as Cave wrestled skeleton trees
crooned away to KD:
hold me captive
just a while

on willow-pattern plates
and pieces of tin foil
I chased the dragon
the wind
and you
when you left
I found long blonde strands
tangling on the purple sofa
a book of poems
about a tired sky
and a plane
dropping out
of sight
when you left