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in search of a moonstruck reader who will slip my poetry on her wrists like bracelets and see ...
sometimes—the poetry thing.” “Yes, Auntie,” I said with a smile. “Thank you.” “Good,” she said. “Like another ...
The day was the blue-dream color of poetry. Seagulls swooped and cawed. My dad held a Corona, sipping ...
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Live or Die Print Pages: Page 79 from Issue 6 {"width": 1942, "data": [{"char": "A", "xs": 175, "ys": 2976, "ye": 3002, &quo ...
Through, Liberation Print Pages: Page 77 from Issue 6 {"width": 1942, "data": [{"char": "S", "xs": 252, "ys": 2992, "ye": 3017, ...