Cover My Eyes, Cover Your Eyes With Dirt by Cris Iacoponi

Cris is a survivor of early and long term sexual abuse. It’s a relief for Cris to be able to write this so plainly to a literary/art magazine. Cris grew up in Texas, moved to New York, and has settled down in Philadelphia. Cris is queer, a poet, can design a great logo, and clean bathrub spotless. 

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