October 2011
34 posts
Poem
My Heart
by Kim Addonizio
That Mississippi chicken shack. That initial-scarred tabletop, that tiny little dance floor to the left of the band. That kiosk at the mall selling caramels and kitsch. That tollbooth with its white-plastic-gloved worker handing you your change. That phone booth with the receiver ripped out. That dressing room in the fetish boutique, those curtains and mirrors. That...
September 2011
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“I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and...”
– Angels in America
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“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the...”
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