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Sharon Gradischnig, Painter in the MUM Library Foyer Opening Reception Friday April 24, 2015, 7…

I am resting in a hotel in Vermont, and now Drunks are entering their cars…

I want to scrub mold from the ice cube tiles in my shower. I understand…

Embark on an exhilarating journey into the realm of online casino gaming with Plinko, a…

1968, the year of the assassins, We have come to the lake Where speedboats crush…

Peacocks and turkeys.  They both fan Out their tail feathers.  I once Knew a woman…

  It was snowing and the landscape was beginning to glow eerily with the blanket…

Helene Cardona is the daughter of the Spanish poet Jose Manuel Cardona, whose work she…

People ask me, “Rustin, when are you going to give us a free-of-charge peek of…

  “music does not give rise, in the heart, to anything which is not already…

I contemplate dust.It bonds with hairAnd rolls where it willThrough the house. I find two…

A wasp flies into my water bottle. I do not know this.  I bring The…