INSIDE THIS ISSUE:
Alan Britt
Lisa Schmidt
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EVENINGS BY THE RIVER Gallup Park, Ann Arbor, Michigan An unseen bird. You find something inside yourself that calls back. The water's surface is broken time and again by the ducks, those clowns. The ripples give a laugh to the lilies moored against the far shore. A man and a boy appear with lines, bait, and patience: two fish, alive, sunny-side-up. And that other river, behind you - footsteps in one ear out the other and loose stitches of conversation in any language weaving past, knotting up on the adjacent bench, unraveling. In one of those accents the father introduces himself and his son, Rodrigo, asks where you live. Quiet is the current you paddle together, and the fish silvering the air all the way back into that other river, inside you, where the voices of ones you have loved - now closer, now farther away - Just before dusk,
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