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Vandal Poem of the Day: February 23, 2018

by Laura Cronk

Moonscape of snow at night—

to die, to crash,

could be a crush of snow.

All softness.

I imagine, driving alone,

being enveloped by snow, crashed into, quickly.

The mice must have these visions.

Talking quietly when they can’t sleep

about tunneling in endless grain until, full of it,

completely enveloped by it, peacefully, it takes them.

from Having Been an AccompliceFind it in the library

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