Issue 158

Summer & Fall 2020

Image from House: A Sonnet: A Palinode

Poetry Sebastián Hasani Páramo Poetry Sebastián Hasani Páramo

Paths from The First Car

Half-lit by cars, we flick cigarettes

in the parking lot. You point to spokes

& spin them, open the hood, & I see

my father there. Shoulder chipped memory.

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