Poems

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  • The Last Photograph

    a golden shovel on the opening line of Gwendolyn Brooks’ “To Prisoners”
  • POSTSCRIPT

    You’re wasting time. Your lilac needs pruning. By the shed,
  • The Other Hemisphere & Like California

    It shut us up, the new, dumbed us
  • Because What Else Could I Do

    I alone in a restaurant
  • Qinghai and Tengchong

    a prayer flag rolls around a heap of round stones
  • Two Poems translated by Ryan Bruno

    This is the moles' heaven.
  • Archaeologists

    Archaeologists found
  • From Toying

    Like Tiny Tears
  • Shot | Total Eclipse

    Don’t be distracted by
  • To Fire

    In my backyard, huddled over my magnifying
  • Fold

    I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I
  • Standing in a Field

    what I saw