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  • Government Center

    Screeching right up to us through downtown Friday traffic.

  • Two poems by Louis-Philippe Dalembert translated from French by Nancy Naomi Carlson

    dune of a beauty

  • All Night, Give or Take a Sloppy Hour

    My neighbor’s patio light burns like an ember, burns cleanly, never mind circadian rhythms and light pollution,

  • Wraith

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

  • From The Little Book of Passage

    Ecco il fiume che mi allarga lo sguardo, che mi attraversa la fronte.

  • Major Brands…

    Cloth covers a woman’s face so we

  • Like Body

    one light series    discrete

  • Old, Two, Not, Wrote

    letters to an old poet

  • Elegy & Brooklyn, 1957

    My brother told me we would join the Wide

  • Dew Point

    Because of the nipple crust riming a girl’s

  • Cry

    Bring back our dresses untorn

  • Lava Lakes and Petrified Forests in the Afterlife

    I watched a roomful of faces exert effort to remain unrevealed