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A Boxer Goes to Sleep
One morning I woke up to laughter. Laughter. I knew it must be a dream. I squeezed my eyes shut, thinking I’d wake up in reality. And then I...
Slime Flux And Other Poems
Slime Flux
were they blue or red the circling birds in that one dream i had as a small...
Serious Love
At some point in the past you didn’t have this obsession that seemed like the stuff of Beyoncé’s Dangerously in Love song. You never...
The Myth of the Apolitical Bystander
My father had a rule at the dinner table: you could say anything, as long as you could defend it. Not just why I...
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