By Lindsey Bright
Staff Writer
“It needn’t be tinder, this juncture of the year, a cigarette second guessed from car to brush. The woods’ parchment is given to cracking and asunder the first puff of wind ... But tonight is buckets of stars as hard and dry as dimes.” — from Conor O’Callaghan’s “January Drought.”
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