Poetry
By Katie Johntz What? Are you pilfering again?raidingthe icebox? cheating on some wife—tempting the sumptuous,sensuous woman who shelterson the outskirts of town? youwho want nothingother than not to be forced—enforced—notto be pressured in any direction? want not to be guidedaway from…
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Anxiety blooms in the blue-lit night,
Sleep escapes, lost to endless sight.
In America’s heart, a tale unfolds,
Of a land once bold, now weathered and old.