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By Terresa Wellborn

I drove, a solitary sail into the mouth of the night, to the Wasatch edge where I saw her, a deer, head bent to a pool of green, and you, a flung star. How we wanted her, like a hooked dream, awash in our own brine. We poured, paired cups of disbelief and tremulous now, …

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Mortality

By Julie Nelson

“even we . . . groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption . . . the redemption of our body.” Romans 8:23 We wander on a wandering planet, with creatures muted, lost in weary wilderness. Valleys carve a cavity for sorrows, oceans, a catalogue of tears. We are foreigners, foraging remains of home and belonging, longing …

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