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  • Before They Came For Us | Civilian Exiting the Facilities | Table for Six

    They met in the woods below our homes, brought their sawed-off shotguns and

  • Before the rebirth | The harvest field | Song of love present

    No flowers here

  • Before Summer Rain

    Then, out of the green of the grove,

  • Before and Rain

    Sweatpants balled up where his legs would be,

  • Before | Ode to Late Autumn, Auvillar

    The American poet died of head trauma

  • Bee Line

    Maybe the crow flies

  • Bedtime Story

    It wasn’t only my father who believed in the romanticism of war

  • Bed

    I haven’t got a fingernail or bed

  • Becoming Hat

    When in Rockport— with Rockport—

  • Because What Else Could I Do

    I alone in a restaurant

  • Beautiful Worry

    this wan light, spaghetti-thin, uneases

  • Beards & The Gospel According to Ian Fleming

    During my sleep, the entire world had been taken over by full beards.