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The Dead

Poem: The Dead

By: Hanoch Guy are helpless at the hands of the living, uprooting memory. The dead retaliate, invading dreams. Stand in line to demand their dues. Uri, with the satisfied smirk he wore when he beat me up with a split branch….

Poem: The Dead

By: HR Creel we put the dying to rest, laying eyes or coins on their eyes sending them on a grand voyage never thinking we should follow them.