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Poetry of Issue 9: we can change reality

'we can change reality just by the way we look at it’ science says

what sort of city lies bottomless, when

in our minds there’s no way to keep

the balance, we stumble because what

sort of city life picks up broken men, then

finds dirt behind furniture

day after day, week after week

what sort of city refuses to say good bye,

after seeing the great exit door close, never again

to open when the sort of women behind it grab love

w/ out warrant or permission

running out of breath, long 

before discovering

few men surrender, very few

                 

tho we see spring stitched on socks,

on determined gals’ excited faces,

on the way their hair shines, and

on fresh cotton clothes

ash wednesday is spotless

but not until thursday, will

she remember walking into the

church, scrounging for yesterday’s

leftover ash

by Ellen Aug Lytle

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