In the beginning, when the rain fell in fat stripes,
I knelt in front of an altar of leaves and said your name
so many times, it sounded like an incantation.
From “Great American Haunt” by Layla Lenhardt
Contributors: Marie Baleo, Michael Bleicher & Andy Newton, Layla Lenhardt, Dave Petraglia, Ellen Morris Prewitt, Kathryn H. Ross, Jason Schiren, Evan Steuber, Elizabeth Wing
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