Red Wheelbarrow 2008 text FINAL REVISED.indd - De Anza College

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Terra Cotta Time Signature | Adam Spohrer The Earth she leaves But mostly heaves When you’re the owned one in it Your head be filled With dollared bills To kill yourself with Slowly. I fight to stay Upon my way But wayfaring takes nothing So I’m absorbed And redeployed And tap my foot Slowly. 132 | Red Wheelbarrow
Years Pleat Us | Hilary Strain The doors stroke open at night. I breathe the lipstick off, the abscence of a voice. It all seemed so much worse than it is. I couldn’t wait—I dropped the crumpled napkin. Bones bend. My windows pull at dawn, row flowers tilt their heads. I hear again the absent voice, slip into polyester, prepare hot milk. It warms my hands. Old memories go back under rocks, one marriage too many, though six children say, no. i swim beneath my quilt, the bed larger. Without lipstick, in the dark, my face opens into a flower: this gardenia of such sweet scent— where are the years, their scent indelible? Red Wheelbarrow | 133
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Red Wheelbarrow Literary Magazine S
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Editorial Staff Jose Acevedo Joann
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133 | Years Pleat Us Hilary Strain
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Litfest Blues | Bo Kearns Southern
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then a lovely text stating that his
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She asked. And I told her. Fuck, I
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The Earthquake | Jaesun Kim Red Whe
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Care bears and telletubies love to
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6 dollar sandwich | Andrew Jiang dr
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no cell phone no food no computer y
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suck it in spit it out in a thousan
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amplifies your own competitive fire
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Ojos de Mi Padre | Anaruth Hernande
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A Boy and His Bike | Helena Grunwal
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“My brother fell in the pool,”
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My dad came home hours later and wa
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Heavy | Lauren Catron Like the air
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“I need it to register for the SA
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La Virgen de East Los | John Gibert
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Black and White Abstract | Constanc
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Not so Changed | Jose Acevedo Anoth
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Nail Bowl | Jim Sauer Red Wheelbarr
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I arrived at the home of my client,
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My First Abortion | Ashley Barros A
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Trish | Tamika Hayes Trish was the
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you come to America, you should lea
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situation. Plainclothes cops made r
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Guru (fragment) | Elena Peretz Red
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like a date rape than a molestation
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what you want? Cuz seriously, apart
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of a Soviet train to the government
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