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Francis Daulerio

July 4, 1995; or, The Monument Masons by Francis Daulerio

Our backs against mid-century headstones, we watched explosions of color from a Polish cemetery on a small, American, […]

March 30, 2018 Poetry

A Blossom in Spring by Francis Daulerio

There are parts my wife will always remember: the exhaustion, hunger, and the kicking in her belly. I’ll […]

January 11, 2018 Poetry
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