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Issue # 5 September 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Charlie Guzman


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The Epistles

Dear Hermano,

I rested on the spine
of a rusty
chain.
It shattered
with torrid rain.
A thunderbolt
slapped across my cheek.
My eyes saw drops fall from tree
leaves.
I thought of you, once, in a drop's
reflection.

Sincerely,
Isa Isa
14 July