After Gloria

Postcard Collage 2  (a reversioning of Gloria Sanders' Postcard Collage)  Holding the babysack  sad like potatoes Past possessions drowned Mothers stride on and we  waste  days on  oranges Whether the wide world likes it or not these things could happen Stories  Close to flames Blankets Cold us crackling  Logs for fire as weapon A deep... Continue Reading →

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