Where would I go, if I could go, who would I be, if I could be, what would […]
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Message message mess massage mass message: CONTINUE READING OPENS IN PDF Chris Holdaway is a poet/editor/linguist from New […]
Milford, 1957 In silent movies, my grandma is 27, kneeling in the shallow water of the Long Island […]
“The planetary system will be a colorful corps de ballet / that will whirl to the beat of […]
After a few moments, after they made love, she thought about it again and she whispered to him, […]
In the quiet train compartment full of sleepy commuters heading to Zurich, an old lady was rigidly sitting […]
Nothing can look, feel, be broken and perhaps be mended like a doll that is not a doll. […]
Rules have already been broken in this book. The index told us about refrains, not rules. There was […]
Word/World first published by The Junket and cross-posted here with their kind permission. When dwelling in the dark. […]
In 1963, ghostwriter Leo Guild rocked up to Barbara Payton’s squalid L.A. apartment house. A former Hollywood starlet, […]
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