In the tunnel where I was raped, a tunnel that was once an underground entry to an amphitheater, a place where actors burst forth from underneath the seats of a crowd, a girl had been murdered and dismembered. I was told this story by the police. In comparison, they said, I was lucky.

عندما نحلم بشيئ فأن الكون بأسره يطاوعنا على تحقيق حلمنا

finds Mexicans to be warm, friendly people. Much more hospitable than Americans….

I don&#39;t think American poetry has gotten any better in the past 35 years. Oddly enough, creative writing programs seem to have been good for fiction, and I would not have predicted that.

Written By Robert Morgan

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