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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Jim Daniels

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Manufacturing Historical Inaccuracies

Behind our mold-green garage
I burned raw, exquisite letters
from my first lover—even
her goofy eighth grade photo—
in the service of guilt, in favor of letters
from my second that said things like
I love you, hubby though we never
married. Ashes floated like flakes
of my shriveled brain where fear
lay cold and thick—not in the heart,
not the molten heart flowing over the hills
while the villagers fled.