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To our Team:
(sun cresting the brick,
its silent glow breaking into
drowsy frost pockets crusted
on the parking block, bench
heaped in supine scoops of
brown and gray canvas
creases lined with —
oh god — oh my god — is
that — do we —
I’ll
make the call. you go open.)
and I’ve never known stillness like holding
someone else’s breath in my frozen hands
wind-washed supine under stellar ghosts,
supine heaped in canvas creased brown
and grey supine and opening and it’s–
To our Team:
Thanks for being such troopers!
We couldn’t do this without you.
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Stephanie Anderson (she/they) is a library worker, union organizer, grant writer, and MS Professional Writing student in Baltimore, Maryland, where she only knows how to do four things at a time. Their work is out or forthcoming in Genrepunk, Black Stone / White Stone, Sad Girl Review, Partially Shy, nightshade lit mag, and a few other places. You can find them shouting alone in a graveyard @whoastanderson on Twitter and Instagram, or sign their guestbook at whoastanderson.neocities.org.