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  • Coattails

    When I was eighteen, I wanted to write a screenplay based on my father’s life: from his birth in poverty, how his family gathered around one scant meal a day of potatoes and onions

  • Coal Bin

    Some witchy and slinky,

  • Clytemnestra, Unleashed

    Lovingly, she poured the scented water into his bath

  • Clues from the Animal Kingdom

    It seems you’re here again, pitching the weight of the bruise you call a body

  • Club X

    Between the gaping double-doors of Club-X and two leather thugs,

  • Clothes

    Because other things needed buying,

  • Closed Eye Vision of Independence Day

    Dazzled drunks are bent over with laughter,

  • Close to now

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

  • Cling of the World

    What could it mean

  • Classmate

    I was at the beach talking with someone else

  • City That Cultivated Our Voice

    Back then, everything was only starting,

  • City Harbor

    How often we come to a headland and a city opens,