*THATCHED
*I MISREMEMBERED
*POTENTIAL CLARIFICATIONS
*AT THIS DEFACED CORNER
*BURN
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Nicole Raziya Fong
Nicole Raziya Fong is a poet living in Montréal, Canada. Past work has appeared or is forthcoming in publications including Cordite, The Volta, Touch the Donkey, Poetry will be made by all!, filling Station, and Poetry is Dead. Her first book of poetry is PEЯFACT (Talonbooks, 2019).