Irene Vázquez
POETRY: I WANNA PLAY WHERE YOU PLAY WITH THE ANGELS

I CANNOT SPEAK TO THE MAGNITUDE OF THESE UNPRECEDENTED TIMES / THESE UNCERTAIN TIMES / THESE UNSTABLE TIMES / OR ANY OF THE SYNONYMS FOR […]

POETRY: Black English Major Speaks of Rivers

     

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POETRY: Dispatches from a Country Without Name

I’m not going to make you leave the poem.   Selfishly, I must admit, part of me clings to the remains of objectivity,    or […]

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