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Published in the Winter '17 issue of The Oddville Review by Kurt Baumeister   I remember being five or four or three Asking my mother if there was a Hell And if I was going. I never got A good answer. Never got The one I needed. Though I know She gave me the one …

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Dead Heart

By Kurt Baumeister Published in the Summer '16 issue of The Oddville Press:   Flown astride a church’s spire A saffron rag clips the wind Once a dress but now a banner Once fell to earth but rose again Once showing her, now slicing Lower air, thick with birds Circling, cutting the sky, whirling Blades, …

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