autumn
evening
live
feed
from
mars
—Lev Hart
end of autumn
I doubt the movie
will get much better
—Lev Hart
skyful of stars how do i fill my emptiness
—Lev Hart
end of harvest
the gods pack up
and move on
—Lev Hart
Editor's Note: These texts are from the "lost poems" chosen by founding editor, Roberta Beach Jacobson.
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