Yulia RothenbergOct 25, 20211 minpoetrywalk after a summer raindodging the wet bushes reaching their branches into the sidewalk steam rising from the pavement wind shaking droplets from the branches...
Yulia RothenbergOct 25, 20211 minpoetryrecycler's elegyThere is a secret warehouse where I collect old tired things They assemble from all over and they show me their dreams When they tell me...
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