[in which the jackals prophecy against me]

In which we raise a banner on a hilltop.

 

In which the leaping goats are seized and slaughtered. 

In which in terror, look aghast: 

castles turned to desert.

–Aaron Lopatin

Aaron Lopatin is a poet and teacher living in Brooklyn, New York. His work has appeared in the Colorado Review, Chicago Review, Tupelo Quarterly, Conjunctions, and elsewhere.

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