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  • Three Poems

    Woman in Drugstore, Receptionist, Counter Lady with Change for a Quarter, Clubwoman, Saleslady, Train Passenger

  • Three Poems

    Typos   Word instead of wood but, sodden, it smoked when it burned. I wrote god for good who was, once–– in my childhood years, crowned with the nimbus of that capital G–– but now tends to be a placeholder for nightmare, tears. Seeking solace in the pastoral, but grove came out as grave and the lymph nodes, irradiated, naked

  • Three Poems

    I had not thought of her until many years later driving on White Lightning Road with my son.

  • Three Poems

    Somewhere in Brooklyn, a nurse walks out of the hospital where I was born,

  • Three Poems

    We're headed to a stack of paper we call a reem

  • Three Poems

    I never saw the children who lived next door,

  • Three Poems

    It was a beauty, made by the Hmong in Laos

  • Three Poems

    Fish-shaped, dark brown,

  • Three Poems

    I remember a ditch of cattails, learning their names. How they rose by the bridge

  • Three Orgasm Poems

    She thinks success would be her best revenge. It’s not enough for her now, merely to be alive. Or to feel bliss in brief

  • Three More Claims to Fame

    Claim to Fame #7 :  Early Boyfriend

  • Three Long Years

    it takes to train a sheepdog. Not all are candidates, the culling starts early.