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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