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From the Unsaid Archives: Untitled (Flannery) By Anne Carson (from Unsaid Four)

  Confusion. How much can you take. Love turns to hate. Should you play with it. The night is a mess. Winds toss the window aside. Dark comes in at an angle. Everything tilts. What if matter jumped its tracks. … Continue reading

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