Marly Youmans’ new story in verse begins with an invocation of all that the world has forgotten, or tried to forget, in the name of being “realistic.” The first lines run as follows: The wildwood […]
Marly Youmans’ new story in verse begins with an invocation of all that the world has forgotten, or tried to forget, in the name of being “realistic.” The first lines run as follows: The wildwood […]