The Rumpus Inaugural Poems: Julie Marie Wade
Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today's poem is from Julie Marie Wade.
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Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today's poem is from Leila Chatti.
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