The Well

By S. C. Huddleston 1.2 million shillingsCopper to Constance when the wishing well uttersMiracles are for the kings The well runs deepO’ Magdalene mothers1.2 million shillings Bright eyes and gums and cheeksThe fecundity of anotherMiracles are for the kings Crowns are for killingSave royalty for brothers1.2 million shillings Tears fall from half of meThe rippleless …

The Race

By J.R. Louis It isn’t happenstance that so long agoUnder the glow of an admiring crowdWas born a ravenous legend, wrappedIn prestige and engulfed in horrorThis man, this demon, became moreThan anyone would have thought. The days were bright when the sunWould arise from its horizontal sleepTo greet the land itself with warmthAnd light the …

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