Page Poetry

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Poland. 1939.

the night sky stars pray that wind will uproot them from constellations and carry them like dust, down the streets

Dead Girls Don't Deserve Lungs

My Dad Takes Me to the Castro a Year After I Come out

If, but, when, love was enough

An Elegy for Freedom as Palpable Loss

Something in Doctor Walter Freeman wanted to be able to conquer people and take away who they were

I was praying

Firebirds