Tag Archives: Elizabeth Hardwick

SPINE POETRY – MAY, 2014

Coming through slaughter, waiting for the barbarians Run Sleepless nights, souls raised from the dead Run Human wishes A place of greater safety. (Notice there is no cheating here. I do have two copies of Ann Patchett’s Run. One of … Continue reading

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