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Musings on Tundra by Mare Hieronimus

I am trying to make sense out of the intersection of literature/narrative and dance. In the creation of Tundra, I started with a series of questions. What is it to be a woman in the world, alone?

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Four Poems by Brandon Douglas

In this special edition of The Mid-Atlantic Review, we celebrate the publication of Brandon Douglas' new book, Dipped in Cerulean. Brandon is the 2023...

Three Poems by Mary Lou Buschi

Oldest Living Things Spring again, dizzy with babies.Grisly groundhogs crawl from the shed.Frenzied Chipmunks traverse the drive.Cardinals dip and swirl over the doehiding in the...

Four Poems by Joseph Ross

When Langston Hughes Livedat 1749 S Street, NW, Washington, D.C. 1 Living with your motherand younger brother couldn’thave been easy. In two rooms,with one oil heateryou...
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