The 2River View | 25.3 (Spring 2021) |
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Jacob Stratman Fishing after Church The poisonous ones, I’ve been told, will glide nothing, so always look closely the slick head popping up out of the creek, cottonmouths treat water like a sidewalk, a little, after a fall rain. What but Love treats water and its depth with such simple you watched a snake slip easily on top or announcement, separate from laws whose toxins keep your warm blood from clotting, Learning to kneel The first time I stopped pledging allegiance Jacob Stratman is the author of What I Have I Offer With Two Hands (Poiema Poetry Series, (Cascade 2019). New poems are forthcoming in Salt Hill, Spoon River Poetry Review, The Christian Century, and elsewhere.
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