Click this text to hear Alex read this poem I woke gently, but all of a sudden today to the sound of a cartoon voice singing rhymes in a fake Manhattan accent. The dark is hollow, lit by the sound of my snoring dog which bounced off just-familiar walls and rapped against the ice on… Read More

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