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  • Sunday in Connecticut

    I drive into town.

  • Sunday in Gdansk

    In the Gdansk inner harbor

  • SUNDAY LUNCH AT MOM’S COUSIN DINNIE’S: JUNE 1969 | “ELEGANT,” SHE SAID

    I hadn't yet recovered from a concussive first year teaching ninth-grade English

  • SUNDAYS | ALONE

    Mournful Sunday afternoons in winter,

  • Sunflower

    Relapse my maze

  • SunRiders

    Lucy!

  • Survival Rate | 1st Love

    When at customs I don’t declare

  • Swan Song

    I admit. In the beginning

  • Sweet Nothings

    I whispered to your offered ear

  • Sweet Tooth

    The man in the window is cheesecake;

  • Sweetness

    Sweetness of fish sauce and tonal voice

  • Swishing Tails of Horses, October

    Mine, says the glorious yearling claiming