A poem for our times, by my friend M.C. Mars

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November 16, 2020

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Plowing Through the Pandemic The bus stops at the cement island, a group of masked people get off. As I walk near, I recognize the face of a man who used to work in the boutique hotel flying the Tricolor in the neighborhood where I live. In ten years, we’d never spoken a word to […]

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