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  • Burning Leaves

    Leaf-fires smell like

  • Letter From The Capital

    She writes: now we have wars between historical eras. We fight in time as well as space. 1914 vs. 1939 is a devastating

  • The Names

    My student Natasha, who is Greek but is now living in Turkey,

  • The Fortieth Day | Pussy Riot/Want/Don’t/Want

    Now she called forth nights of a different kind of brilliance when the moon wrapped every thing with light—

  • SUNDAYS | ALONE

    Mournful Sunday afternoons in winter,

  • Once We Were

    once we were immigrants

  • What, Me?

    When we’re in a car together I worry we’ll die and the world will lose its role models.

  • Transport | Gdańsk

    Today, a simple bowl of onion soup

  • LOVE HAS BIG TEETH | Route 140, Sixty Miles North of Winnemucca

    You, in New Hampshire,

  • Posthumous Cabin

    And got away to it, and left the work to others

  • I Became Friends | When I Was Fifteen | I Can Recall

    I became friends with a girl who was in the institution with me, also fifteen, also getting shock treatment, a girl who

  • Mass Production

    The wheel was always reinvented,