Category Archives: Violet Mitchell

Independence Day

A Poem by Violet Mitchell All the ammo is gone in the sky. I stocked everyone’s back pocket with a stub of aloe vera, just in case the war can’t wait. We celebrate, and sometimes forget what day it is. … Continue reading

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The Kübler-Ross Model

A Poem by Violet Mitchell You hold me closer to the light of the wick, the flickering the wicked sell numbers at the bottom of pages pagan sage pay a gun’s corsage I haven’t been to a wedding in sixteen … Continue reading

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