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Off the Record Not now, I’m listening to the rain’s confession. Told in confidence one November morning. Spoken in whispers and gasps, the rain’s secret life, its untold story. Sweeping leaves after the storm, the rain took me aside, wringing its blue hands, eyes sparkling with tears. The rain confided in me. But what can you say? How does one reply? Clouds hushed and gathering, as if something were on their minds. As if they too had secrets to spill over the blackened horizon.

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Mojave River Review spring/summer 2019  

The Mojave River Review spring/summer 2019 issue spotlights superb poetry and prose by brilliant contributors from around the globe. Enjoy 2...

Mojave River Review spring/summer 2019  

The Mojave River Review spring/summer 2019 issue spotlights superb poetry and prose by brilliant contributors from around the globe. Enjoy 2...