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Ghost of the Fisher Cat by Afric McGlinchey

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On Receiving a Letter from a Soldier after his Death

McGlinchey, Afric

i.m. N.B.

Every window shows a body
moving. A man pours from a jug.
Dead plants  
on a balcony above water

rushing into trees.
A woman hastens in the half-light

to a capsized child 
beneath a swing.

Leaves blink,
milk-green as a corpse. 

Like the city, I am pressed, 
again, again, 

beneath the skys broad palm,
its crushing weight.

Copyright © Afric McGlinchey 2016

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