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"He Is For Logan" by Amanda Pape

He is a flashlight beam 

Slicing up shadows on the 

Forest trail

He is 

The stillness of an ancient pine

Wound in the whispering river

In the wandering hollows

Where these forest dreams gather

There is a refuge 

He is a dreamless sleep

A harem of shadowy thoughts

Stubborn reticence

He is

The vacant glow of a half moon

A conjuring of nocturnal spirits

When dwellings stand empty

The forest takes them by the throat

He is bereft, 

What’s left behind

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