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  • CALLING BACK | CHARITY

    My daughter sings in snow falling through the scent of red oak or ash, some of the flakes large enough to contain passages from Emily Dickinson’s letters. 

  • Over

    Suddenly, it’s over, and I hear!

  • Things I’ve Discovered in Hong Kong

    Semantics: clue that Trappist Dairy Milk Drink is not milk—had I read the label—

  • Fret Not

    Opening the door for the first time since

  • End in Itself

    All veins point to a heart in depleted rivers, in branches,

  • Better Than Heaven

    So many set asides, you say, intemperate

  • True West

    We return by foot from pre-plantation oaks,

  • SOUL-DARK second version | SLEEP second version

    At the forest’s edge: a dark deer. A hush.

  • Essay: Domestic

    Brassiere

  • Albatross

    Driving toward

  • December, First Frost

    A small green house sits beside the highway, fading into maple shade.

  • This Surface

    Of the earth,