Article contributor Hoa Nguyen’s poems are warm and wet and wriggly, like newborn puppies. “Rain Poem” begins “Stripes cover you in rain/We are grew and grey/A particular mood tooth / Kind of Day: Beans on Toast.” They often put together the most delicious sense impressions and then sort of drop back into diary entry mode
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New Hoa Nguyen Poems at Glitter Pony!