Issue 138

Summer & Fall 2010

Poetry Heather Dobbins-Combs Poetry Heather Dobbins-Combs

Clay

O maker of paper and dams

formed after minerals of time,

teach me to adjust to this bed,

varved histories and sensitivities.

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Poetry Heather Dobbins-Combs Poetry Heather Dobbins-Combs

Magnetism

If we pull together, there’s harmony.

If alone, I breathe in. Pull a deep draft of liquor.

After-supper lure to bother with window blinds—

a string is all that’s needed for privacy for lovers, but do

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