This poem is taken from Stand 239, 21(3) September - November 2023.

Warren Mortimer Forgive Me, Augustine
for these are times of white and tufty heat,
poplars spiking the asthmatic air,
a miracle of two crows shitting

with sniper-scope accuracy between
the smile bead and tear strip of my Coke,
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