Poets are interested primarily in death and commas. — Carolyn Kizer
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas. — Carolyn Kizer
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas. — Carolyn Kizer
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas. — Carolyn Kizer
Poets are interested primarily in death and commas. — Carolyn Kizer
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Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.

— Carolyn Kizer
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