[From L’heure bleue, or The Judy Poems]
To avoid Jack when he's sad— what he indulgently calls [...]
To avoid Jack when he's sad— what he indulgently calls [...]
Up and down this unfamiliar road the hills changing shapes [...]
In Puerto Cabello, Venezuela, there is a twelve-year-old boy who [...]
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We arrive two hours before departure, the dark still dark [...]
The center of our galaxy tastes like raspberries & smells [...]
A white guy liked me and it was like a [...]
“All poetry is experimental poetry,” Wallace Steven famously noted. Our [...]
Harvard Review has attended a number of conferences and [...]
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