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POETRY: The Poltergeist by Manny Blacksher -
We took almost a week to surmise it was martial drumming in tattoo twenty feet above their roof. We knew by month’s end other similarly apprised domestic incidents: wedding service smashed plate-by-plate, sheets ripped off beds at three am, keys whipped at heads, and faces pressed—mouths gaping, eyeless— against the window panes in empty rooms.Continue reading