Mr. Long discusses the 2012 Vintage, and to what we all can look forward with Kunde’s already-impressively unrivaled […]
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Retaliate against my own galleys’ plate. Speak my own street, isolate in sleets. My reach, only to open […]
Water kissing shell. Think– Coffee. All the writer can think about. Free, no poetry prison. But I’d rather […]
Only 54 minutes left in poetry prison. Deciding if I want to leave or not. In glass, ’07 […]