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PTSD Pantoum

By | 2019-03-07T08:53:56-08:00 March 7th, 2019|Categories: Issue 82: 07 March 2019|Tags: , , , |

By Jean Waggoner   Me and Apple were out on patrol…. Each story begins with a line like this, the travesty of its grammar a buddy thing for the philosopher-boy turned to grunt. Each story begins with a line like this, a breath-stopping return to war for the philosopher-boy turned to grunt, blank-out humping huge loads, [...]