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poemBy Ruth Awad
Days of rain. The drey outside my window would keel and the wind would plunder. My heart was valent with possibility:
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poemBy Pamilerin Jacob
Neither milkweed nor rose-apple in Schenck’s Anguish,
Each of us comes from somewhere with blossoms.
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This week, Cindy Juyoung Ok speaks with Kiki Petrosino, who has published five elegant and remarkable books, all with Sarabande, including the memoir Bright (2022) and the poetry collection White...
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poemBy May MillerA golden wheelPivoted to the core of consciousness;And I the potter before a plastic massThat swells beyond the hand
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poemBy Carolina EbeidI can’t say whether the other commuters stand arrestedby this music––the accordion playernear the vendor’s hutch––but it comes toward me, world–sorrow drafting through the hyaline
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