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I forgot to say goodbye to the kids.
I knelt into my weeping until my heart
broke me awake.
All I remember is she drives a red
sports car and wears an ankh around her neck
and is instructed by The Company
to bump off. . .
What is touch? A child
in an airport hugs grandpa’s
legs. The grownups smile.
Trumpism throws a tantrum in the nation's capital.
Maradona as memory, myth, and metaphor.
A conversation with Sara Nelson.