Rachel Moritz is the author of three chapbooks: Elementary Rituals , Night Sea , and The Winchester

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Rachel Moritz is the author of three chapbooks: Elementary Rituals , Night Sea , and The Winchester Monologues . Her poems have appeared in Aufgabe , Iowa Review , Typo , VOLT , We Are So Happy to Know Something yate , and other journals. She lives in Minneapolis, where she publishes a chaplet series from WinteRed Press and edits poetry for Konundrum Engine Literary Review . the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan
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