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Embodied: An Intersectional Comics Poetry Anthology
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2021
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Set to Music a Wildfire
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2017
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Outside the Joy
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The Familiar Wild: On Dogs & Poetry
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2020
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Bettering American Poetry, Volume 2
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2017
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New Poetry from the Midwest 2014
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2015
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Wildness, Omnibus 2015-19
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Wisdom & Reverie: A Treasury of Writing From Us to You
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2014
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“Dirt poor, my mother describes it, though land is more valuable
than almost anything. America and its incongruent abundance:
fields of corn and the hungry in the streets. The cattle well fed.”
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than almost anything. America and its incongruent abundance:
fields of corn and the hungry in the streets. The cattle well fed.”
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“The hurt returns as it always intended—it is tender
as the inside of my thighs, it is as blue, too. O windless,
wingless sky, show me your empire of loneliness,
let me spring from the jaws of what tried to kill me.
Let me look at your face and see a heaven worth having, all
your sorry angels falling off a piano bench, laughing.
Do you burn because you remember darkness? Outside
the joy is clamoring. It is almost like the worst day of your life
is ordinary for everyone else.”
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as the inside of my thighs, it is as blue, too. O windless,
wingless sky, show me your empire of loneliness,
let me spring from the jaws of what tried to kill me.
Let me look at your face and see a heaven worth having, all
your sorry angels falling off a piano bench, laughing.
Do you burn because you remember darkness? Outside
the joy is clamoring. It is almost like the worst day of your life
is ordinary for everyone else.”
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