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Read Poem: Creamy Sky, by Elaine Alibrandi

warm for winter, like the November I was sent to that place— hermetically sealed— bad food— shrinks that never listened. The staff openly watched us and took notes while the TV blared. After about five days, it seemed almost normal. … Continue reading

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