Poetry, Summer 2007

Lost in Youth

by Gail Howlick

Silver droplets decorate the Spider’s web that simulates a fragile net wherein resides arachnid meals disguised as flies. Corners form a dark abode for insects gnawing on the wood of ancient timbers left in place to shelter rodents’ quick forays. Dusty sunbeams force their way through dirty windows, lost in haze, producing sallow spotlight rays [...]

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