What a treat! Inside my mailbox--instead of bills, frivolous flyers, political buffoons soliciting donations for more of the same, more bills, or one very large, ominous, hairy spider--I found the Spring 2024 Exacting Clam had arrived. Opening it, I was "clam" happy to find, alongside dozens of other intriguing literary pieces, my poems "Stalin's Fingers" & "3 in the Morning."
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