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Between now and now
is the waiting of the
clock’s second tick

When a child starves in a mother’s arms
the whole world feels sick
even if we don’t want to talk about it

vultures perched
on winter’s skeleton-bare sycamores,
beaks nuzzled under brazen feathers
as they digest their scavenge

Après-midi des enfants By Richard Carl Subber The pond’s blue water, ruffling in precocious breezes, coolly boiling with the thrashing and sparkly splashes of sprites masquerading as children, all enmeshed in the gentle net of...