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Game Night

Game Night

By Conor O'Callaghan Conor O'Callaghan

Love not

being in the loop.

Grant the spruces’ wish,

the golf compound

graying out of use,

suvs in the it lot,

power outage,

a chorus from the quad.

Bless the elsewhere

where others are

not here or you.

And rain

after midnight . . .

Ask yourself,

is that rain or bells?

Source: Poetry (March 2009).

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