Tag Archives: Shenan Hahn

Murder Ballads

We take our hands from our clean, pressed shirts, wrap them around a neck and squeeze until the strings sing to us. We need to bury our love in shallow beds, lie down deep beneath the ground, put a shotgun … Continue reading

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The Runoff and the Rain

It was the year you never stayed in one town for longer than to lay bait, be hooked through the mouth a little, the year I moved north to the peninsula, tried waiting for someone to come home, planted myself … Continue reading

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