TITLE

Wallflower

AUTHOR(S)
Melnick, Lynn
PUB. DATE
January 2012
SOURCE
Gulf Coast: A Journal of Literature & Fine Arts;Winter/Spring2012, Vol. 24 Issue 1, p242
SOURCE TYPE
Academic Journal
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The poem "Wallflower" by Lynn Melnick is presented. First Line: It used to be that I was the prize; Last Line: we cannot live in this life without.
ACCESSION #
69533113

 

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