BY KAREN CRAIGO
I have over three thousand, you know—
brass and crystal, palm-sized, designed
to turn. You can always hear me coming.
THREE POEMS BY KAREN CRAIGO
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Karen Craigo
BY KAREN CRAIGO
I have over three thousand, you know—
brass and crystal, palm-sized, designed
to turn. You can always hear me coming.
BY KAREN CRAIGO
Subdiaphragmatic pressure, he called it.
BY KAREN CRAIGO
I was a bad dancer and Dariusz was a weird one, and on Fridays we’d run into each other and have conniptions together to whatever was playing live.