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A Poem by Eve Strillacci

October 8, 2017 Grimoire Magazine
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A graduate of the Hollins MFA program in Creative Writing, Eve Strillacci lives and writes in NYC, where she phones her sisters irregularly and takes long walks with the moon. Her work has appeared in Sixth Finch, The RS500, and elsewhere. 

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