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  • Late Elegy for Charlotte

    You were about to sail the Seine.

  • LATE

    The last time my father returned from work

  • Last Words

    If only for those you leave behind,

  • Last Poem

    Reader, today

  • Last Day in Coldwater

    Our phone died due to lack

  • Last Christmas

    Your best friend had brain cancer

  • Lapse

    I am not deceived, I do not think it is still summer. I

  • Language Is a Form of Walking, Even at Age of 87 and Three, in One Story

    At 30, she learns to rewrite herself in a phonetic language,

  • Lamentations

    America    more guns    more    than us

  • Lament Sunburns

    The worst I got on a tar roof, mid-July with a bottle

  • Lag sol time

    Please are the big good door, no one is so did it anymore will be to period. No: only if he’d sown wheat in a set fiche

  • Labyrinth (Lear)

    A poorly timed abdication. A madness