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  • ALCHEMICAL MEDITATION

    It abides in secret on my pencil tip—

  • All the time I pray to Buddha…

    Issa, I killed 8 gophers this fall, held

  • On Chanukah

    Isn’t fire itself

  • SPENCER HILL

    is steep, so breathing hard we sink down into a front pew,

  • Triangulated

    Is it the ship that's moving or the sea that's moving, the tide flowing against the ship?

  • You Don’t Travel Light, Life

    is a cumbersome business.

  • CROYLAND ABBEY

    irrigation or exit

  • A Pittsburgh Bakery in Winter

    Into Prantl’s, on Walnut Street,

  • Turn Back

    Intergenerational sex is a trend, Jeannine said.

  • Inside the guts of fresh fish, just hauled up | Shall we praise the girls who will not come down | It’s about water that didn’t lose its shine

    Inside the guts of fresh fish, just hauled up

  • Wolf

    Ink black, shark toothed, slithering

  • The Suicide’s Wife

    inhabits an invisible island