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  • While

    While we were kissing that year, the icebergs were sleeping,

  • While Another Dove Nude into the Breakers

    One talked with a talisman

  • Whirlybird & Poets

    This whirlybird

  • white paper #46

    Obama Waffles Mix

  • White Zinfandel

    Again last night I dreamed the dream called Waiter.

  • Who Are You?

    who are you? the effect of well fed herds?

  • WHO did the blue school

    who bruised the wound

  • Who Pays

    Lord I have eaten and I don’t

  • Whose Sky, Between | Rape of America. So, it appears

    A name that meant sound of an owl’s hard fall, another day of blood gunned to al

  • Why I Hate Nudist Camps

    Wayne had already flung off his t-shirt, pulled off his black Khakis to set up our tent—I can work faster if I'm naked

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

    I still love the sound of breaking,

  • Why I Started Writing a Novel

    Earlier today I started writing a novel out of the simple