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A Poem by Sarah Manguso

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There I am, about to face the receiving line, about to walk across the stage of my life in my town in my velvet dress. About to start learning why I don't belong here, why I don't want to belong here, yet do belong, whether I want to or not, in the torrent of people who walk through history in one direction.


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