| Barbara Ann O'Leary
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| Homer On The Aegean migrant wind blows in. knuckles scrape along the sail, wrapped tight, bolted down, immobile. eyes, soft blinded grapes, harbor memories: sticky blackness of tar, coating the ship’s hull; translucent blue-green water, tugging at seaweed and barnacles. syncopated shudder halts then thrusts ahead. fingers search for braille’s contours along the stilted mast motionless in the sea. |
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