Elizabeth Knapp

Elizabeth Knapp

  CACHE LA POUDRE   Tonight the cicadas are deafening. Nothing to do but lean into despair the way one leans into a mirror. All...
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Sarah Marcus

Sarah Marcus

"He pushes his fingers into pulsing temples. When you get like this, / he says, you’re not the person I fell in love with. She thinks / Cleveland could get another chance if people would only / live here. She undresses with her back to him."

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