rust

Editor back-issues, poetry

After Iowa flood:New shades of brown.First shade of brown: dead grassBrunettes giving upLying prone in parks.Second shade of brown:Outdoor metalsPrisoners of iron oxideAnd empty museums. Dark second skins grew and spreadInto scar tissue.Third shade of brown: the enemy itself-The Iowa River.Now the color ofEverything that wasn’t supposed to be there.A tree lay on its side: roots unable to grappleEarth aid.Brown: the…

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