Jill McCabe JohnsonPoetry
Jill McCabe Johnson At the touch tanks the intern urged us to feel the lumpy sea slug clinging to the tank’s slick walls, to poke its mossy black flesh. See how soft he is? We dipped our hands in the […]
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