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2 Poems by Maura Way — ELKE
SACRED HEART Constant penance does me no favors. Chastisement grows like a cashew, outside of itself. I will earn my badge for World Thinking Day and still feel bad. My tepid heart will not become fervent. It’s a bleeding flower on a vine, refusing to love. PELL MELL The pants-crap of baneful d