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  • Yard Art in Georgia

    Their presence was sudden.

  • Suburban Landscape, Summer

    Me, young and girlish, flesh not yet mourning.

  • Mantra Post- Storm Desmond

    After thirty-six hours indoors while Desmond

  • VISITORS

    Having just arrived, we are walked down a moonless

  • 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