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The Projector by Matthew Franz
published in Volume 2, Issue 4 on July 27, 1995

The blank screen flapped violently
rolling itself up the wall.

The projector had begun to make
that horrible chattering sound.
Frames jumped out of order.
Faces appeared in duplicate.

In the back of the room sat the elderly schoolmarm
patiently waiting for the situation to correct itself.
The pupils became restless -- eyeing their wristwatches
inscribing dead words with their pen-knives.

When the film ended  (the presentation not quite perfect)
they formed shadow-birds on the projector screen
blocking the lint-filled beam with their fingers 
flapping like the slashing blades.

And they dug deeper into the wood 
carving initials like epitaphs.

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