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  • The World As Sound

    I didn’t speak until I was five

  • THE LIGHTS ON THE BOATS

    I didn’t start this to break anyone’s heart.

  • Thalia

    I died with them while they were alive.

  • Potato | The Surface

    I do not want to finish my potato,

  • IT’S 4PM IN THE E.R. AND I AM REARRANGED WITH A SMALL SADNESS

    I don't know what made me think

  • To a Man in Rags Holding Out a Cup | A 100-year-old Man Asks Me to Write about Something

    I don’t have much

  • Four Poems

    I don’t like it

  • The City translated by Kaveh Bassiri

    I dream the city is flying in an airplane

  • Sunday in Connecticut

    I drive into town.

  • Three Poems

    I dropped a sprig of laurel into your grave

  • [I encircle you] translated by Sasha Dugdale

    I encircle you as a zone of mountains, granite corona

  • Song of The Hoarse Bullhorn Holder

    I eviscerated Vince, my prized pig, to calm the churning sea