Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Morning by Jim Heston   a pair of fish swim into my dream silver streamers that leap out of the water like stitches they guide me to a place I know is less real than a dream can be and stay a dream the morning is deep sea slow forehead pressed to glass waiting for the newspaper     Next Poem
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