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  • from Canisy

    Whenever we lined up to march into class, the assistant at my grandfather’s school always had us sing the kind of

  • The Transit Hall on Pier 86

    They say there’s a place in the brain for faces

  • LIMESTONE GHAZAL

    My windowsill’s lined with fossils, whorled limestone

  • Grade School Cafeteria

    When it has been

  • LATE

    The last time my father returned from work

  • Three Poems

    In the rainy sub-

  • SPUN | FUNNEL

    As sadder than ever

  • Prequel

    Take a seat. All you need to know is, I am

  • Three Orgasm Poems

    She thinks success would be her best revenge. It’s not enough for her now, merely to be alive. Or to feel bliss in brief

  • The Quarry, Pontaise

    To enter into the greens

  • Florida

    Every beauty barbed, from the tiniest mites

  • THE OMEN IN WOMEN

    It is only playing Words With Friend