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White sheer fabric floating over water at night. Photo by Reuben Wu.

Sarah Provost

Biography

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Spring 1986

Inland, Thinking of Waves

By Sarah Provost
Spring 1986

An Incompleteness

By Sarah Provost
POETRY / Summer 1988

I Didn’t Mean To

By Sarah Provost

unbalance the flowers on their stems:
their brute grace fisted me silly. Now
I’m sodden as Sunday. Greeks
couldn’t speak of my feelings, I’m a zoo baby.

POETRY / Summer 1988

The Three Bears

By Sarah Provost

I just left them there holding their breath,
summer dripping from their honeyed
muzzles. 

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