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I never saw Dick run or Jane jump. I learned to read with Sid and Ned, an old mole of a man and...
Read MoreSara Hughes earned a PhD in English from Georgia State University in 2014. Her poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, The 2015 Best of the Net Anthology, and the 2015 Independent Best American Poetry Award. She has published in Rattle, Reed, Rosebud, TAB, Atlanta Review, Emrys, and Atticus Review, among others. Sara has also received two writing fellowships from I-Park Foundation and one from The Hambidge Center for Creative Arts and Sciences. She teaches literature and writing at Middle Georgia State University in Macon, Georgia.
by Sara Hughes | Feb 2, 2015 | Poetry | 0
I never saw Dick run or Jane jump. I learned to read with Sid and Ned, an old mole of a man and...
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sets me whirling like a barber pole. Understand, I am most myself when my heart’s all flashing,...
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At McDuffie Junior High, everyone knew an invitation to Caleb Parker’s basement was a ticket to...
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after Edna St. Vincent Millay No one I knew had yet died. Only pets, and not the ones I especially...
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