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  • Back in the U.S.S.R

    We weren’t the Beach Boys’ California girls,

  • Once I loved an opera singer from Spain

    for 15 days, maybe 20.

  • Approximations

    Waking up in a borrowed room, in a body

  • Elegy for My Grandmother in the Form of a Cactus

    The way each linked lobe of your cactus swallows all

  • In the Next Life and The Office of Apology

    When I become the most trusted translator of your poems

  • January and The Marrow

    Greetings from the first darkness,

  • Thalia

    I died with them while they were alive.

  • Three Poems

    Every time I try to walk

  • If He Had Missed It Would Have Killed Him

    my uncle said of the dog pa shot

  • Still Life with Clouds and Eyes on the Prize

    Many white ones

  • Downsizing

    Hey, maybe the time has come to empty

  • Poem by Zuzanna Ginczanka (1917-1945) translated from Polish by Alex Braslavsky

    There’s now a so-so year for you: 1933—