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John Leavitt is a writer and artist. He lives in New York City.
shallow enough, close to thaw,
the ice beginning to fissure like
latticework bowed: a teensy fish,
tadpole maybe, wiggling in. . .
When I was a teenager, I made her the enemy.
She worked third shift and after my father and sister
drifted to sleep,. . .
Belgium, 13th century
I saw a queen, wearing a gold dress, and her dress was full of eyes, and all the eyes were transparent,. . .
On Joanie Lemercier’s climate-conscious art.
A new book confronts the gay bar’s slow decline.
On loosing and finding Hindustani classical music.