To Make a Bridge: Antonia Facciponte’s Poetic Debut
In the beginning there is a bridge, and we are standing beneath it, “eyelids sutured /…
In the beginning there is a bridge, and we are standing beneath it, “eyelids sutured /…
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“Go shut the door,” he told me, and I stopped a second, wondering exactly what he…