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  • The Barn

    No one just Mary

  • The Bahá’í School

    It stood at the top of a steep hill that sloped all the way down to the Pisquataqua River, which even then I knew was tidal.

  • The Authentic Galleries

    Begin again.  Begin with the wound.

  • The Arithmetic Teacher Living in Six Meticulous Fields of Sweet

    I thought I heard outdoors

  • The Ant’s Plunder

    When I stuck out my hand to grab the iron door handle, a hidden ant attacked my right

  • The Angels’ Share and Poem Without a Title

    Over distilleries’ rooftops, angels tipple

  • The Alone-Doors

    Don’t try this at home.

  • The All-Overs, This is Where God Stays When He’s in Town and Mr. Jackson’s Killer

    I like words like gallimaufry, tawdry, billingsgate—braggadocio! Rodomontade.

  • The Albino Squirrel

    Bury it, I said.  In the field.  No,

  • The Age of the Onion

    The onion is a Book of Revelations, diced to proverb-size.

  • The Afterlife of Fish and Opossum

    Whenever we caught fish when we were boys,

  • The Afterlife of Breath

    My father dead on the gurney