TITLE

Error

AUTHOR(S)
Garren, Christine
PUB. DATE
December 2007
SOURCE
Gulf Coast: A Journal of Literature & Fine Arts;Winter2007/Spring2008, Vol. 20 Issue 1, p68
SOURCE TYPE
Academic Journal
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
Presents the poem "Error," by Christine Garren. First Line: in the past, you would not come here, to church— Last Line: that is my reign.
ACCESSION #
28085737

 

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