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- Apr 11, 2021
- 2 min
THE WEED by Elizabeth Bishop
I dreamed that dead, and meditating, I lay upon a grave, or bed, (at least, some cold and close-built bower). In the cold heart, its...
- Mar 20, 2021
- 2 min
As Good as Anything, by Alice Notley
I don't see the point of remembering you; you're too boring, Iowa City, Iowa, much duller topologically than Needles, California. I'm...
- Mar 3, 2021
- 0 min
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