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Poems

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  • My Father Was a Honey Bee

    My father was a honey bee He buzzed and buzzed

  • What We Do with What We Are

    I did not get better.

  • So What

    My mind’s a ringing phone

  • UBI AMOR IBI OCULUS EST

    Flumes of the late night

  • I’ll Be Fine

    Give or take, without my books

  • Post Structuralism

    But the first idea was not to shape the clouds

  • Swan Song

    I admit. In the beginning

  • Divorce Party Bonfire

    As in a secret rite

  • The Poet in a Streetcar & The Sunflower of Rio de Onor

    Suddenly with another year fallen away

  • Code

    At last it's just me and the alphabet.

  • Dawn Without Sun & Mist Gently Smothers Sight

    Dawn without sun

  • Synecdoche, New York

    When you meet