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 Sep 2022 Andrew Crawford
Marsha Singh
Bang
 Sep 2022 Andrew Crawford
Marsha Singh
Bang
All night delighting,
then a duel at dawn;
next time let's not
wait so long.
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 Sep 2022 Andrew Crawford
Marsha Singh
En garde!
 Sep 2022 Andrew Crawford
Marsha Singh
En garde!
We're old swords, my
lovely— dogged, not
learning from the two
hundred years that our
city's been burning; we're
just ashes to ashes and
in between, yearning.
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 Sep 2022 Andrew Crawford
Marsha Singh
The magic
 Sep 2022 Andrew Crawford
Marsha Singh
The magic
is gone; no shiny coin
or sacred fawn or star
to set our compass on.
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