Postgraduate Poems - Poems about Postgraduate

...Team leader Renee peered out of her faux gold window around a pulsing Friday noon. “Almost like we’re puppets of each other down there. Maybe everywhere?” Albert, her partner and co-worker were......

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...I didn’t know it at the time, but my misspent youth was planned The training ground for what I’d write, then hard to understand The many schools, the teachers chides, expulsions my reward ......

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...Yucatan, etc. Cortez, DeMille are gone. It's now the locus of postgraduate honeymoons, urban fugues, a minor literary genre. Knowledge and ejection predispose us to technological parody-- ......

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...I implored myself with money and okay, thought that feasting at the time was no crime, and as the chyme soothingly rolled in my head's threads, then in pretense covered that craving with a palm, ......

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