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October 18, 2016

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Leon Garcia

this bioluminescent poem gave me nostalgia for the Tethys Ocean, even as no one will miss the Mediterranean sea when it finally evaporates in a few million years...

Rodrigo

Las olas se retiran
—ancas, espaldas, nucas—
pero vuelven las olas
—pechos, bocas, espumas—.

Mary

What a lovely thing to find on a sleepless night. Thank you.

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