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  • Focus

    The point at which

  • Fold

    I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I

  • Missing

    If I told you simply that the bed in the Baptist Hospital

  • Paradise

    Our little vacation town in Spain is packed.  The driving, slow. Things have changed

  • The Lesson

    It seems to me you don’t dare express yourself

  • Late Portrait

    Dried flowers everywhere. Greeting cards. China plates hung on walls, showing a

  • Toussaint

    The soul, you said, is this sour wind, or this empty glass, the tiny steps of insects, these white iron

  • Like Body

    one light series    discrete

  • Mother Doesn’t Bite

    I bite instead and she needs salt,

  • The Remaining Breast

    I was showing my sister something about my breasts.

  • A Back Road Near Calais, 1961

    A Back Road Near Calais, 1961

  • A Nocturnal Upon Saint Charles Yeager’s Day

    Here comes that sonic boom