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Starting a literary magazine from your bedroom has a particular kind of intimacy. You look around in the morning and there are still poems printed out for proofing on the floor, lists of names and choices, fragments of hope, offerings to some poetry god. And you think—I did this. But I should probably clean.
It’s not just that your workspace bleeds into …
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