Displaced Persons, by Mia Funk
Her grandfather would never go back there. He distrusted the place. ‘The people smile all the time,’ he used to ...
Her grandfather would never go back there. He distrusted the place. ‘The people smile all the time,’ he used to ...
The ghosts of sea salt corpses wander barangai coloco do not stop to pick up strangers of barnacle flesh soaking ...
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The Iphigenia February 10,1955 Naples, the port A city of side streets Where even the February sun is ready ...
The ghosts of sea salt corpses wander barangai coloco do not stop to pick up strangers of barnacle flesh soaking ...
Your Content Goes Here A4 A blue ball pen A black marker Colors that are a clear declaration… in ...
LATTENZUELA by Lucia Cupertino, translated from Italian by Pina Piccolo. 1. – A cachapa and a pineapple juice, please. I ...
The Redness of the Sun’s Trousers Abdallah Zriqa 1 Oh, how can I see ? While my eye is circumcised ...
3 SEPTEMBER 2020 – DEADLINE FOR RUCKSACK – GLOBAL POETRY PATCHWORK PROJECT Rucksack, at Global Poetry Patchwork is an...
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