Derbel McDillet

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July 1939. Gordonton, N.C. “Country store on dirt road. Sunday afternoon. Note kerosene pump on the right and the gasoline pump on the left. Rough, unfinished timber posts have been used as supports for porch roof. Negro men sitting on the porch. Brother of store owner stands in doorway.
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to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
― Ellen Bass
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Mirror of Destiny By Anton Semenov
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Auschwitz By Anton Semenov
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Gaping By Anton Semenov
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ALONE: an anthem for humanity

Don’t give me solitude

Because I’ll have to try

To dig among my thoughts

To find a reason why.

Please busy me with work.

If there’s time let me drink.

Give me philosophy

So I don’t have to think.

Create more stuff to buy;

I’ll shop until I drop.

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All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom

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End of April By Phillis Levin

Under a cherry tree
I found a robin’s egg,
broken, but not shattered.

I had been thinking of you,
and was kneeling in the grass
among fallen blossoms

when I saw it: a blue scrap,
a delicate toy, as light
as confetti

It didn’t seem real,
but nature will do such things
from time to time.

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