As the Tide Came Flowing In, by Sonya Taaffe

The problem I have with poems and stories that I like is that I keep wanting to read people good lines or passages for them, and it’s very easy to end up reading them the whole thing. It’s like giving a person a present, except you’re so excited about the present that you start unwrapping it for them, excitedly pointing out all its special features. I will try not to do that with Sonya’s most recent collection (poetry plus a novelette) BUT IT WILL BE HARD.

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