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Let me had been
the star watching that night
the rain battering the building
like a child yelling More!
who looks like my father or
his father or an ex or neighbor or
someone I’ve never met at all—
We’re facing an. . .
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 the links between colonialism and sexual control.
Martin Eden rails against the cult of individualism.
Worker dissent brews at an iconic New York bookstore.