BREAKING GROUND The earth floats stones to the surface in spring to gawk at the moon and the stars and the sun like skulls that are strewn in the Valley of Bones, the sockets whistling with songs...
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Agape How steeled am I to walk on by when I see the scream of the man in street asleep in fetal fashion, mouth agape like a fish on the beach wound down to its fins' last beat? —Tom...
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Tom Furlong In the South Bronx Knee deep in broken brick and splintered glass, a girl no more than nine hopped out from an empty lot, and asked a stranger in the street, "Who made this?''-the...
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