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      February 18, 2022Another Pandemic DreamAlexis Rotella

      Wearing a black satin mask and tuxedo, the limo driver holds open the door.
      Take me to the end of the world, I say.
      You’re a little late, that happened yesterday.
      A cloud
      empties itself
      on my umbrella

      from #74 – Winter 2021

      Alexis Rotella

      “Poetry is my smoke stack … emotions need to find a way out.”