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  • John McKernan


Published on the Ancient Paths Facebook page on April 6, 2019.

Large As Omaha in 1958

My Fear visited for months My father every night In Saint Joseph’s Hospital

My Fear wanted To speak to him In Latin Or Gaelic

My Fear peeled the words Of every English sentence Floating inside my skull Sloshing around my heart My Fear feasted on that silence

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