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will replace it before the day When ants attack is out. And then a termite mound, there’s the old they kill and carry poet in Merthyr home only plunder Tydfil, Wales, who enough to prompt unpins his heart more eggs from from his sleeve their queen, even and presses it as her opposite between the pages among the enemy of his Deaths and ramps up production Entrances, unaware to replace those that, at the same moment, lost on her side. a young girl Likewise, when in Casper, Wyoming, you kick a cat, becomes convinced her potential energy that the stars out transforms into her bedroom window kinetic, and nothing on that late-August will be lost should night are pinpricks, she return to smother are marble eyes, fire- you in your sleep. folk or swift horses, A shark that leaves and that, god help us, a triangular tooth she must make it in the ass of his her life to tell us so. harbor-seal meal Balance Wade lives, teaches, and writes in Salt Lake City. For a good time, he enjoys wandering the Wasatch Mountains and playing with his grandchildren. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Green Mountains Review, Cimarron Review, Best New Poets, New Ohio Review, Western Humanities Review, Rattle, Chicago Quarterly Review, Raleigh Review, Reunion: The Dallas Review, Pembroke Magazine, and New Orleans Review, among others. A full-length collection of his poems, What Is Mine, was published by Aldrich Press in January of 2015.