The Red Kool-Aid Professor: or, Why Some Girls Like Unicorns: or, How I Failed, and then Succeeded, to Review Poetry Books for The Rumpus

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A few days ago when we woke up, my girlfriend told me this dream: she and her father were seated in a brown 1983 VW Rabbit, he driving, she in the back, when the Red Kool-Aid professor appeared in the passenger seat. He was holding a graduated cylinder filled with red liquid. “Is this a […]

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