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Alison Pelegri

The world is God’s dream and I am a sparrow passing through song and the brass glow of fire, or maybe that is wrong, and I’m trapped inside, stunned against the glass or down the chimney, terrified of kind hands that sweep me to the door. — Alison Pelegrin, from “Hot Sauce Shrine,” Waterlines: Poems… Continue reading Alison Pelegri

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