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  • It’s the stage of grief where [I become a transparent eyeball]

    I become a transparent eyeball. I am nothing. I see all.

  • I Became Friends | When I Was Fifteen | I Can Recall

    I became friends with a girl who was in the institution with me, also fifteen, also getting shock treatment, a girl who

  • THE WHITE ROAD

    I am walking along the dazzling ruin of a road I knew

  • Poem With A Ghost Town

    I am the town that everyone left

  • Let Me Hear You

    I am the disappearing point of an inverted pyramid

  • Me Showering

    I am showering, which isn’t much in itself

  • Skin and Arioso

    I am sending off my blood for the story of who I am.

  • Polar Bear & Memento Mori: Stradivarius

    I am relieved. For twenty-seven years,

  • Wind, Blue Sky

    I am practicing being

  • Litterature

    I am pleased

  • Three Poems by Abba Kovner translated from Hebrew by Rachel Neve-Midbar

    I am not holding a mirage

  • Lapse

    I am not deceived, I do not think it is still summer. I