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Tony Hoagland — “Please Don’t”

tell the flowers—they think the sun loves them. The grass is under the same simple-minded impression about the rain, the fog, the dew. And when the wind blows, it feels so good they lose control of themselves and swobtoggle wildly … Continue reading

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Tony Hoagland – From This Height

From This Height BY TONY HOAGLAND Cold wind comes out of the white hills and rubs itself against the walls of the condominium with an esophogeal vowel sound, and a loneliness creeps into the conversation by the hot tub. We don’t … Continue reading

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