I know, I know, poetry is boring, hard to understand and full of words that don’t make complete [...]
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I know, I know, poetry is boring, hard to understand and full of words that don’t make complete [...] The beat cop leans down to the driver’s side window of the squad car. The noise coming off of Market Street is making it hard to hear what the two in the black and white are saying. [...] In, “Drown”, Junot Diaz’s compilation of short stories, we are invited to explore a streets-eye view of Latino-American melting pot culture. Diaz writes of life as a boy in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic, and of coming of age in the suburban wastes of New Jersey. [...] |
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