Poetry: “Velikiye Luki” by Michael Sandler

When arthritis made her wince, she muttered the town name as metonym for a cold, crowded prison floor— a journey, world war, and privations away from the woman I knew: wizened in a faded dress at her dining table in L.A., her magnifying glass big as a saucer quivering to parse the newspaper for a … Continue reading Poetry: “Velikiye Luki” by Michael Sandler

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