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  • The Podium

    He is bilious, potty-mouthed, at once puffy and rachitic. He sways, eyes red and rheumy as September strawberries.

  • Aeolus

    The camouflaging wind gets

  • Vaccination, in the Broadest Sense of the Term, Crickets and Lucky Strike Lanes

    Just as the pharmacist drove the vaccine into my arm

  • TO HÉCTOR VIEL TEMPERLEY

    Cockroaches ignored the winter dawn

  • ANY SINGLE THING | OFFERS OF SKY | THE EQUATION MUST BE BEAUTIFUL

    At the shooting range,

  • Ars Polis

    way too human too fast way too boring too quick

  • Hymn of the Squirrels, Echidna Tremens and Singled Out

    Not an issue of ‘variety’, of red, brown, grey and black,

  • Q&A

    When you take off your mask, what is your true address

  • Two poems by Jan Wagner translated from German by David Keplinger 

    when you are digging in the wardrobe

  • Against Surrealism | Anima

    The human heart weighs ten ounces, but I don’t know if it can float. I don’t suppose it makes sense to say I feel like

  • Three Long Years

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

  • Myth

    The blind hobo who returned