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Rais Tuluka

Mile Marker of the Self The nature of his drift was velvet and terminal; he was easy to miss, like a low star in daylight over Kansas. September,...

Marianne Worthington

They Will Wave Their Fronds The mimosa trees surge toward the roads by late May. All is green. Their fronds wave as women might wave a church...

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