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Pan

I had lunch today with Pan.

–A birthday party;

he comes each year,

to eat oats and honey.

–Life’s nectar,

and to tell me that all is okay, all right, blessed.

Though reassuring, I don’t believe his devilish lies.

“It could be better,” I say.

He takes a ...

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River

By Elaine Webster

River chewed her tongue—a childhood habit that comforted her in some basic way. Ari would be unlocking the door to their apartment just about now. It would take him awhile to unearth the note she left on the bar next to the scotch bottle.  She could hear the click of the ice as it dropped into the whiskey glass, then the pour and first sip. He would ...