If you’re a book lover, you’ve probably encountered narrative poetry at some point. Maybe you read The Waste Land in high school
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Summer day, late afternoon, Crazy Suzanne appears at my door. “Are my tits getting bigger?” she wonders, raising her shirt up to
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by David Stone We are still in the car, pushing through heavy, drifted snow. We will always be in that car. It
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You are invited to a poetry reading with Roosevelt Islander Adela Sinclair. She and Rowyda Amin will be reading from their books.
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I create and recreate you.
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When George died is a short poem about a cat who changed my life… When George died,every cat in the universesstopped purring
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When my bother died, a poem… When my brother died, the warmth of the universe diminished perceptibly at every official measuring station
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When my father died, a wall that stood forever crumbled. Every room across the universes was forced to adjust. About When my
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