2 poems by April Bratten

                                                            “A Devil Says to Me”                                                                  I stand on a pile of soot with a devil.                                                             He tells me I am the damned,                                                            a flat-footed horse,                                                            a piece of hollowed wood,                                                            a great big thing without a cough.                                                             He tells me that inside my itching bones                                                            there is a flare that shoots up and                                                            needles my skin into the empty […]

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