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Two Poems
by András Gerevich
College Library Toilets Days pressed up against one another in catalogue like books on shelves, each cohort a spot of the foxing on grandad-whiff yellow paper. The stacks muffle whispering and amplify the silence. You lean on one elbow to read, relaxing after working out, flexing the spine of something. Every now and then your […]