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FEATURES POETRY Chris Bachelder Reads from U.S.! Christopher Woods photo poem FICTION Thanksgiving on Death Row Death in photography GALLERY Q EDITOR'S NOTE CONTRIBUTORS ABOUT US PAST ISSUES SUBMISSIONS |
< back to poems SandwichesAll of us are assigned one sandwich even mayonnaise on bread, are randomly We watch a prismatic aquarium that holds condiments. Our bait is our hope. caught a roast beef or a triple decker, worms mixed with peanut butter and jelly. enjoy picnics, smile at Frisbees slicing Playgrounds are built atop their graves
by Donald Illich
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