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Daily Ache

Arkansas carves a daily ache   Greeted by a fat skink scuffling below a sweetgum A tick burrows into my foot and Constellations bloom across my skin   All this unarranged communal intimacy All my friends feel like lovers Even Trombicula autumnalis   Maybe it … Continue reading Daily Ache

Home State

What a joy it is to find a permanent home for my essay about the intertwining thresholds of place, identity, and marriage. Thank you, Arkansas Review!