Tag: Paul Siegell
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Flavor Town USA: Three Poems by Paul Siegell
SENDER. Kirwyn, some white space: A driver delivered our meal-kits on Saturday & I read your book to my wife last nightwhile she fixed one for dinner. The transformation from raw to redaction. Only to transform again. There’s this pendulum we ride: When she works a 7a-to-7p at the hospital, I’m on eats. A recipe,…