"Fall Back"
In the middle I find myself dispirited slightly whenever the sun resists staying up. I can't keep it straight between day and night. It's hard to explain how difficult being here is, especially when you seem to lack apparently for nothing. I was really full of sleep the moment I left home.
—Stephen Rodefer, from "Stray Wood" in Passing Duration (Burning Deck, 1991)
Labels: prose poetry, reading, Stephen Rodefer

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