Collective Unrest

 

How Fast Can You Run?

October 10, 2018

Click the link below to read this wonderful poem by Marissa Glover. 

How Fast Can You Run? by Marissa Glover

 

Marissa Glover teaches and writes in central Florida, where she spends most of her time sweating. Her poetry has been published at Four Ties Lit Review, The Furious Gazelle, Rose Quartz Journal, Picaroon Poetry, and The Cabinet of Heed, among others. Follow her on Twitter @_MarissaGlover_.

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