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  • N18P6

    the shape doesn’t

  • Agnus Dei, Winslow Wants a Gun, Omega Street

    The shearer’s come horse-back from Solo –

  • Ars Poetica

    The shell of the papershell pecan can easily be broken

  • Notes on an Illness in Spain & the grist of gratitude is like ingratitude

    The sinuous ripple of a well-broken in fan, a soft hand

  • AFTER THUNDERSTORMS IN OKLAHOMA

    The sky becomes sickly,

  • Vesper

    The sky is blue for reasons other than atmospheric ones.

  • Two Poems

    The sky spills a certain sadness after sunset,

  • Nurse at a Bus Stop

    The slow traffic takes a good long look.

  • Cooking in Ashes

    The smile is missing; no joy around the eyes.

  • Natural History of the Soul

    The song thrush hops, runs, stands,

  • Bird of Paradise

    The songs of the mariachi in the park

  • Toussaint

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