A Quiet Root

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“All Hallows” by Robin Myers

He gets this a lot: some passing face
gone rapture-blank at the sight of his sleek
dark head and enormous paws, some nostalgic
softness undoing them like song.

The unicorn kneels, croons, sighs to his velvet
ears, he looks just like,

Read it in The Cortland Review

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