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Alita Balbi



When they arrive at the island it is four p.m. and the sun is still shining bright and burning.

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Anna Selby

Three Poems

Anna Selby

The First Time I Saw Your Winter I rebranded snowdrops: they became shame lilies, juniper berries – Nordic furies, leaves...

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