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  • April

    I think I will accept my life, the moment

  • What Santa Asked When Lord Russell Argued that “Santa Claus” was a Definite Description and not a Referring Expression

    I tell my students to heed four things and they will be fine.

  • Why I Haven’t “Outgrown Surrealism,” No Matter What That Moron Reviewer Wrote

    I still love the sound of breaking,

  • A Story about the Bees

    I still have the bees

  • The Just Measure and Eels

    I stay here on the balcony after the rain, peering at the sky of a rocky landscape,

  • At the Kitchen Sink and While the Cows Stood Still

    I stand over the sink

  • Over the Bright and Darkened Lands | Out in the Tranquil Bay

    I sit in one of the dives.

  • Don’t Know Much About the French I Took

    I silently disapproved when they said, “Let’s go French

  • Close to now

    I should have said from the beginning that I plant the black nasturtiums because they are the saddest

  • The First Communion and Forty-Two

    I shall sit here, on this bench,

  • First Communion, forty-two and the unnamed

    I shall sit here, on this bench,

  • ASH

    I shall go back