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What’s the difference?

What’s the difference … if Leslie Holt dreamt she was a Contemporary Poet or not? Continue reading

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and still

“and still, despite my / brilliance, I can betray the / pen, comparing yours.” Leslie Holt dreamt she was a Contemporary Poetess. Sting’s still singing for me. Continue reading

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Riverside Drive

“I was an adult / before I realized closets / have no inside knobs” Continue reading

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