The Last Poem I Loved: “So the Pilot Says Over the Intercom” by David Hernandez

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July fifth. My girlfriend and I are waiting on Chinese food to be delivered while the neighborhood kids work their way through buckets of excess firecrackers and I come across a book I thought I’d lost—Always Danger by David Hernandez, a slick little volume with combusting matches on the cover. Pretty much every other page […]

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