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Lines by Dana Gioia :

Pity the faded,
the bloated, the blowsy,
the paunchy Adonis
whose luck’s gone lousy.

and by Franz Wright: ”Ceaseless blue lightning, this/ love passing through me”

Two dark poems on death that challenge the dark by Sophie Cabot Black : The One Turn That Makes the New World and Dominion Over the Larger Animals

Malachi Black continues to be one of the best parts of Poetry Magazine : from Quarantine

Lines from Sarah Lindsay : “it was a fall from no great height-/ merely, the height of herself”

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  • Guys. loving the Great Gatsby fanfic. So wry and scathing and bratty. Keep it com -oh wait this is normal for twitter isn't it? 1 hour ago
  • If a bunch of crows is called a murder and it's a pride of lions, then I think a bunch of white girls is annoying. 3 hours ago
  • If HBO ever buys the rights to my tweets I'll be making some serious coin, mostly nickles. 4 hours ago
  • I bet the thing that terrorists like the most is how they got us all saying "I ATE THE BONES" 5 hours ago
  • You would think that drinking Coors Light from a plastic Iron Man cup would be gross, but really nobody likes a smarty pants, okay? 22 hours ago

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