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Laura Read
and his mother is still drawing her endless breaths up through her ribs and I can't sit anymore, I am thinking about the window and how I have to get outside.

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University of Massachusetts Press

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Diannely Antigua
                    We blessed the baby while we tied around our wrists one long, red string.                     For a moment, the string connected us-wives, mothers, and me, neither-until it didn't, until the scissors severed                    us, made a bracelet of the blood string.

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Copper Canyon Press

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Diane Seuss
Blue once told me I walked in on him peeing and laughed. That it ruined his life. Well, Jesus, I'm sorry. I would never have apologized back then.

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Graywolf Press

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Lindsay Turner
what you need to understand is it's systems not people the bright formal nothings go rising up the hill

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University of Chicago Press

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Joyce Mansour (translated from the French by C. Francis Fisher)
Yesterday pastel pink Colored my dreams again Everything clouded with you

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World Poetry

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