Searching For Pittsburgh (Jack Gilbert Poem)
The fox pushes softly, blindly through me at night, between the liver and the stomach. Comes to the heart and ...
The fox pushes softly, blindly through me at night, between the liver and the stomach. Comes to the heart and ...
Once upon a time I was sitting outside the cafe watching twilight in Umbria when a girl came out of ...
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