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  • How Self-Consciousness Counts

    Why in hell should anyone understand

  • A Brief Portfolio

    Faces pass by like unheard explanations

  • Aunt Rolla

    She had the softest face

  • Horoscope and American Upanishad

    Two hearts can charge the moment they meet,

  • JOURNAL, OR STORY WITHOUT WORDS

    And I follow the hand copying what it had written years ago

  • Sources And Outcomes & Through The Hospital Corridor

    Too many moons crossing in solitude

  • Armorial and The World is Burning

    At least once or twice a season I take out

  • from Nothing in the Dark

    My mother would assuage my childhood night-fears by saying There's nothing in the dark that you can't see during

  • Three Poems

    Lavishly robed and turbaned, the palmist

  • In the Vanguard

    It takes a few notes, a very few notes, to undo the bare bones of a person. Where formerly we were piecework in a

  • Oxygen & Waking to 1939, I Study Those Standing

    I’m sorry my mother got a blood clot in her lung

  • It Happened at Wind Sings, Trees Whisper Farm

    The wind, broken and wild,