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Larry Lewis

But you were young, and you had Plenty of time: Going west, You slept on the train and did not smile. Under you the plains widened, and turned silver. You slept with your mouth open. You were nothing, You were snow falling through the ribs Of the dead. You were all I had. Larry Lewis,… Continue reading Larry Lewis

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Pablo Neruda

Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity, your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages, and a genital fire, transformed by delight, slips through the narrow channels of blood to precipitate a nocturnal carnation, to be, and be nothing but light in the dark. — Pablo Neruda, from “Sonnet XII,” 100 Love Sonnets. (University of… Continue reading Pablo Neruda

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