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TWO POEMS by Natalia Quevedo De La Esprie

Bruised Dreamers The city, I think Is like a scar Ra(z)ised from the supple earth of what was Or...

i. The PVC pipe was about four feet long, swung down so hard between his legs that it cracked into...

She pulls down the restraints, heavy, encapsulating plastic shimmering with the heat and stick of...

Blinking Truly began the day by winking at her friend’s fiancé. She shrugged when her professor...

She asked me what I thought about food, and I told her I didn’t. I couldn’t remember if I had...