Sestina for Kate, or Sis-tina
“Who knew// anyone could feel this far away. Who knew/ grapes (grapes?!) could make me think of you…” Weekend poem, by Liv Constable-Maxwell.
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“Who knew// anyone could feel this far away. Who knew/ grapes (grapes?!) could make me think of you…” Weekend poem, by Liv Constable-Maxwell.
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“The sea/ is slate, still. What passes for light/ weighs heavy on you.” Poem of the Week (September 17), by Mark J. Mitchell
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by B.B.P. Hosmillo
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