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  • Wraith

    I never walk past that gate I don’t recall a rifle butt, two sharp yelps,

  • Wozzeck | Casualty

    Even the toneless whisper finds its cradle, its home,

  • Wordwell Triptych

    chronic lapse

  • WORDS IN THE WOODS

    All the words that have been spoken here

  • Words

    Words are loyal.

  • Wool Cap

    Flip is coming for dinner, I hear his car driving past the house. 

  • Wooden Boards

    My father carefully rolls his pant leg up, places his leg between two wide boards. He tells my mother to jump hard on

  • Woo | Red Rover

    O life little life little sawdust fleck I thought we’d go on riding hip-to-hip

  • Woman, Man, Tepoztlán

    Mother, today I met a man.

  • WOMAN CAVE | MODERN ORIGAMI

    Even at my most primitive

  • Wolf Wine Bar

    Two years ago, maybe even two and a half

  • Wolf

    Ink black, shark toothed, slithering