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Life Is Not a Novel

by Paula Goldman

“Let sleeping dogs lie,” you say
rolling over when I tell you
Molly and Leopold Bloom slept
head to tail end, stopped

having sex.
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The Necklace

by Paula Goldman

The stone stands its ground,
Worn away turning
in the whirls of surf,
chuffed to the beach, sun-
           drenched, rain-washed,
a map of injuries. Continue reading

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