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Crosswalk

Wilmer Mills

For several days I’ve watched a robin beat Herself repeatedly against a window. An oracle. A bird-sign that augurers Once understood. It breaks my heart to see Her wanting...

Dream Vocation

Wilmer Mills

It happened in a country like Tibet, My dream: I’d climbed a mountain pass and found Where locals wrote their slips of prayer and let Them rot between the...

Near Starbucks

Wilmer Mills

A homeless woman sleeps outside the door. She smells of urine so the customers Who eat brioche and talk about the poor Step wide of her in winter and...