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Author Archives: Annie Neugebauer
A Month, A Story, A Poem or Two
Red, Red, Red Remember when lightning tore the sky open and blood poured down beneath the agonized screams of thunder? Remember when the cicadas drowned, their ceaseless shrieks still echoing in the din of the bleeding— hot summer … Continue reading
Things That Are Always Here
Things That Are Always Here My breath, as close as always can be. More right than wrong; I am breathing. I am here. Sounds, for as long as my hearing holds out. There are noises: a passing train, trees creaking … Continue reading