A woman hangs her laundry on a line On Saturday, in rancid clinging heat,
Eyes on the Nine Thirty-Seven
The locomotive screeched to a blinding Halt. A long day from port of Saginaw,
Weekly Round Up
First, to business: Last week was our first week with the magazine. We published but a singular poem: Benaiah, by the venerable Thomas L. Shak. The clang of the spear meets the shock of the roar,And the combatants commence quenching that thirst for moreThan the trappings of modernity can ever provide.A hope kept close is [...]
Benaiah
Unparalleled vigor and dazzling delight, As their eyes met like lightning on that still winter night.
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