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  • Mindfulness Training in La Jolla

    That summer of Pokémon-go,

  • Language Is a Form of Walking, Even at Age of 87 and Three, in One Story

    At 30, she learns to rewrite herself in a phonetic language,

  • Rubbish Heap translated by Sasha Dugdale

    I haven’t the strength to sing of you, resplendent rubbish heap!

  • Two poems by Adélia Prado (from Miserere) translated from Brazilian Portuguese by Ellen Doré Watson

    On what might be called a street,

  • Threnody and Sylvia Plath

    The train coach, Jean—empty except for you,

  • [from the volume 4 A.M. Domestic Cantos, Casa de editură Max Blecher, 2015]

    There will be people and they will push the world further.

  • Shame

    Why did I want a Queen Conch shell

  • Stammer  (2 pp)

    Was I hatched from an egg, fostered by birds

  • Sweet Nothings

    I whispered to your offered ear

  • [I encircle you] translated by Sasha Dugdale

    I encircle you as a zone of mountains, granite corona

  • Story of My Species

    first she was in the ocean

  • A Story About Vietnam and Alexi Santana

    In a tiled bathroom stall, one chapter per tile,