Even the memories of memory are fading. It has been decades since this all began.In Jen Webbs hands the prose poem is a fluid medium alive with sharp glints and subtle eddies and never uncontrolled... though it is a deceptive calm nudged just beneath the surface by the force of the unsaid. -- Philip Gross
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