They've made a home in the borders
My poem "Colonial" has been accepted by Mithila Review. There's a strange chime of timing: I wrote it last spring during the protests when the federal government had just designated anti-fascism a form of terrorism, as opposed to the patriotism of attempted coups. The longer fuse was the information about my ancestry which had come to light the previous fall, namely that all my life I had been used to thinking of myself as descended from immigrants on the margins and suddenly there was a recognizable name on the rolls of the Massachusetts Bay Colony in 1636. It does not change my responsibilities to this country's present and future, but it is the reality of the past. I am very pleased that the poem will have this home, especially now.

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(Our previous rental was a fairly new townhouse, but so badly wired I think it was a paranormal lightning rod.)
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Probably a grift but if he’s serious-- my man, I’ve read M. R. James – if a curse is after you a conventional security detail is not going to be any help. Your only hope might be to locate the runes and mark them Return to Sender, but it’s going to take lots of skills.
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