Brooke Schifano

LITTLE SHORTS Little Shorts, I bite my lip watching you billow up a breeze. Little Shorts,you tease. That loose fit. That wide stride. Know...
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Elizabeth Knapp

In this life, I should have been most happy. Nary a care in the world, save for the constant pressure of having to marry the need for a mate with a tune.

Elizabeth Knapp

Tonight the cicadas are deafening. / Nothing to do but lean into despair / the way one leans into a mirror.

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