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Sonia Greenfield

By the Pound This poem is so starved it doesn’t know where to begin, so it opens with my mother’s rubber “fuck cancer” bracelet too baggy on...

Marilyn Bousquin

Swinging in the Dark Wednesday, December 7, 2022 We talked by phone several times a week on my walks up Rivermont Avenue, but once you entered...

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