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HATCHET JOB XIII - FEBRUARY 5

Year of the snake is upon us, Hatchet Job is upon us. Join us on February 5th at Public Assembly to hear poems and poems and poems by Deborah Landau, Lynn Melnick, D.J. Dolack, and Simone Kearney.

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 AGE AND HER AND I  It was when we bought a bag of leaves and entered autumn

                                                            as suddenly under-scored lovers: each a teenager to sink shadows into—our plan: eventually

leave fingerprints and get the house dirty.                     Lived-in.

Now I take two steps in neither direction, ask what here does not remind me of her foliage: I evoke all day that                      lonely ghost writer,                                        lovely boy of youth: myself                                                         autumn deep breaths: myself                                                                       among her hair like morning's clean fog: myself

leaning across the seat at sixty-eight miles per: myself

                              and her, with confessions of missing dusk                     over me easily always        script of leaves         over me. D. J. Dolack