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WE DON’T NEED NO STINKING BOOSTS
Robin Christine Honigsberg Gets a Big, Fat Hoist!
Her evocative poems deserve more attention than they get
In the spirit of supporting those Medium writers who I’ve come to admire, and also, like a hell of a lot, today, my Hoist goes to the following poem by a scribe who never fails to touch my heart.
Now, I don’t know if Robin’s gotten any Boosts here as she doesn’t write poo, but regardless, I’m hoping this Hoist sheds a high beam on her work and her innate talent to relate to those of us who may be hurting, for whatever reason.
So, read this, okay? And, if you really want to be a mensch, follow Robin. You won’t be disappointed and you may actually find something to read in that fetid feed.
Cheers.
If you can handle it, read every one of my stories and those of other fab Medium writers. I’ll get a couple of shekels, and you’ll have full access to this joint! https://sherrymcguinn.medium.com/membership Or, fuck it.
