Augury
All day the mockingbird’s been whining from the...
Read MorePosted by Kim Triedman | Oct 2, 2012 | Poetry
All day the mockingbird’s been whining from the...
Read MorePosted by Kim Triedman | Oct 2, 2012 | Poetry
Looking back there were no secrets, only life careening...
Read MorePosted by Kim Triedman | Oct 2, 2012 | Poetry
She says she loves all bodies She says no one is ugly, almost no one She cuddles; she scowls; she...
Read MorePosted by Kim Triedman | Oct 2, 2012 | Poetry
I bought one pomegranate this morning just to admire it....
Read MorePosted by Kim Triedman | Oct 2, 2012 | Poetry
It’s come to this, has it? Scouring the paper for clues,...
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