I am one of those people that likes to color code their bookshelf. Except for one genre—my poetry books get their own shelf. They’re thin volumes that I’ve amassed over the years; some are known poets like Adrienne Rich, some I discovered in the quiet poetry aisle of a book store like Mei-mei Berssenbrugge, and some I found on social media, like Fariha …
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