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      March 10, 2021When My Mom, for the Millionth Time, Put an Extra Blanket on Me at 4:00 a.m.Anthony Zick

      I imagine I dreamt toward morning
      that a deep-bellied canoe, big enough to carry
      my whole pyramid of needs, swaddled me
      up and out of my leaky paper skiff;
      that I rolled into its arched hull
      and made it sway with my shivery shoulder;
      that I lay there chatting up pretty girls
      in their immaculate sailboats;
      that I peeked up at the sky full of eggs
      fried over-easy and dripping butter down.

      from #70 - Winter 2020

      Anthony Zick

      “I am an Ann Arbor, Michigan, native and resident who has been writing poetry pretty seriously for the past ten-plus years. In 2016, I fulfilled a longtime dream of receiving an M.F.A. in Creative Writing from Bowling Green State University. I write poetry to discover deeper ideas and metaphors in my own life. At the same time, what really moves and motivates me is being a part of a poetry community and making an impact on others with my words.”

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