Saturday, January 30, 2010

ONLOOKING by Sam Lohmann

A lake, a park, a lot, a day,
a darkling wallow I mean rush:
a lot of days I park mean.
You wrote "pine moon," I wrote "pork moon."
The sun's no-color won't set, won't
sign: You must stain your life.


by Sam Lohmann

32-page stapled chapbook with letterpress cover

[airfoil 2]




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