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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: BILL RECTOR

BLACK BAG by Bill Rector Where, William Carlos Williams, are your patients? How in the world, the words, did you escape them? Erase them? In stanzas succinct as prescriptions wouldn’t a few more fit? Between curved blades of obstetric forceps, … Continue reading

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