during the sing-along, a wound I didn't know I had
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"The Castaway Bottle" by Paula Rodriguez
The Castaway Bottle The cards told me that my mother should take care of her brittle bones, the fiddle bones in her head, her knees, the lit...
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tiny monster (Belinda) I have the sudden relevance of an extinct wild flower un-pressed, when all her petals are re-levelling. I had been ...
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wiping the steam from the mirror— this longing to be enough ~ Kelly Sargent is a poet, editor, and devoted tea drinker residing in Vermont...
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timing the shadows we sidestep into the forest to mingle with gods ~ Alan Summers is related to the first ever American best-selling/block...
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