by Will Schmit A stand alone God, not alone, caws us to sing. Music in orbits, hearts beat the point pounded home. Life in light years, mothers close as stars apart. Celestial tryouts boom behind
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Spell Checker
by Will Schmit New rule. You are what you hear; bottle nosed whale slide blues, mint and fern whipping the air, to turn your head the voice of the Shepherd whistling through His teeth. Facts
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Next week I’m reading my poetry in public for the first time in fifteen years. My coffee house and campus glory days are way behind me. I’ve since been saved, sober, baptized, re-married, ordained as
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