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Father sleeps like a black cow in the middle of the highway at night. Night is a calendar without knowledge of boxes.

– Samantha Schaefer

 

From Issue 20 of TYPO, this poem is the kind of poem that makes me want to go write. It seems like it comes from a larger manuscript, maybe? Unless I’m just wishing that into evidence. I want to read more.

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