poem by a. alvarez

The Bad Dream and the Pho­to­graph Even in sleep your shad­ow watch­es, me Your whis­per rus­tles through the sleep­ing room As though you moved in silks. Why keep on try­ing? Noth­ing can … more…

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phosphorescence

phos­pho­res­cence by cyn­thia cruz pho­tographs of pho­tographs and polaroids  of stacks of books on frag­ments and pho­tographs and pam­phlets on let­ters sent and immi­nent  col­li­sions. what the body does not know  it … more…

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