Wet your smile with sweat,
the dew ascends through pores, no drops,
just a film of humid anxious yearning,
don’t tense your domain, I will be away.
– From “Don’t Call Me” by Benedict Downing
Contributors: Karen Boissonneault-Gauthier, Benedict Downing, Helen Gainiy, Justin Hamm, Calder Lorenz, Scott Thomas Outlar, Richard Widerkehr, B.A. Varghese
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