POETRY ARS POETICA Uma Menon When I am alone, I am never truly alone. There are many things I must become to give up my memory to a page. I begin as a hound, stealthy and hunkering. I chase a...
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POETRY MATH DRILLS Uma Menon In Friday’s class, we expand binomials into gasps— meaning we calculate trajectories of moving objects & analyze the chances of touching death, then living...
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