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Oct 2021
vvith help from a spit of liquor

gravitates ‘round the pyre, gulps
until highxr the flicker
inside her—oops!

must be supernxtural forces
twxsting these vowels into xxxx’s,
transversing her verses
into hexes—

slurrxng,
she hastens,
crossing her vvords

& mayhem unfolds from their nexus
vvhite vvitch vvasted

can you imagine the spells a drunk witch might cast? the chaos that that would cause!
jessica obrien
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     Minnie Chuer, Jim Musics and Joseph Miller
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