Three Poems – Jessica Lohafer
The Cover of Rolling Stone Magazine The photographer knows. Calls your name and number, pulls your star from his private smog sea. Wants you to get quick, give gullible. The photographer is...
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1.) First, three lies. One. When I was a child, my parents took me to the forest. There was a cabin, a chimney. They chopped wood, worked to frenzy. The embrace of axe and handle, my mother’s hands...
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