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At the Professor’s Table, a Poem by Sarah-Kate Simons*
we are asleep inside ourselves. we know you when the dawn sneaks in on a sleeping forest and catches her unawares; we struggle to find...
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Oct 4, 20231 min read


In Pursuit of the Things that Don’t Demand my Demise, a Poem by Chisom Charles Nnanna*
I’m not ungrateful to the days the sun was darker than the gathering of a thousand nights, and the nights the moon was as timid as a...
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Oct 4, 20231 min read


As Fate Uncuffs Another Dawn, a Poem by Chisom Charles Nnanna*
"Listen to me. There will be a day when the world will need you most — be alive on that day." - Michael Wasson. I don’t disagree that...
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Oct 4, 20232 min read
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