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Read Poem: The Fluidity of Sorry, by Jillian Louie (@whosaywhatsay)

i squint up at the sun— mistake me for the golden child, lover. mistake me for another time of year. you are summer in italy, two thousand one. you are spring break and petite patisseries. i am no longer sorry … Continue reading

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