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On the other side

By Rose KleidonPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

He opened his eyes

To her face up close, upset.

“What year is’t, my dear?”

surreal poetry

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Rose Kleidon

University professor emerita (English). Member, the Historical Novel Society and Historical Writers of America. Presenter at conferences for writers and historians. Co-owner and co-founder of Kleidon and Associates. Novelist.

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