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North

May 28, 2013
By Allison Braithwaite GOLD, Toronto, Other
Allison Braithwaite GOLD, Toronto, Other
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Bright stars--
Bright
Light shafts down
Reflects off snow, cutting my eyes.

Howling wolves--
Howling
Ululations ricochet around
The lake, vibrating my core.

The trees deflect the light.
The trees absorb the howls.
But the light still cuts,

And the howls still shake,


And the trees are held up with bones.



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