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Christmas, 1958, Tampa, Florida. I was sure Santa would bring a pony, but he brought a tent. My brother, eleven at the time, was supposed to [...] -
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What Meets the Eye
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It really isn’t. Not at all. Picasso’s Stein is a masterpiece and just so much better [...]
Letters to the Editor
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Finally read your poem! “Stories that we tell about ourselves To the lyre of self-instrumentalization While knives are floating over the flensing deck Dissention of knives Then [...]
Der Defätist / The Defeatist
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hydraulic stilts more than fifty shipping containers on the drifting ice shelf of denialism a [...]
