francis’s Reviews > Poetry Magazine February 2021 > Status Update
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"where I could see his face only lit by neon,
where his eyes weren't crazed, weren't blocked
by metal bars or a glass wall, where his voice
wasn't crackled by static and a phone line, but smooth
marbles with mountains and forests inside, and all
that damn glimmering brown."
— Jun 14, 2021 02:16PM
where his eyes weren't crazed, weren't blocked
by metal bars or a glass wall, where his voice
wasn't crackled by static and a phone line, but smooth
marbles with mountains and forests inside, and all
that damn glimmering brown."
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“This is the end everyone hates: the main character wakes up.”
— Jun 16, 2021 10:58AM