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  • MR. DARCY TALKS

    Mr. Darcy talks to the same woman

  • Why I Started Writing a Novel

    Earlier today I started writing a novel out of the simple

  • The Beginner

    Doesn’t have a clue, sips whiskey in a train

  • Food of Love & Thing-in-Itself

    If the vamp and rub of planets,

  • Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot

    I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether

  • A Heresy Sublime

    An artist whom I’ve met is Dürer,

  • A Brief Portfolio

    When Doris the hen

  • Last Poem

    Reader, today

  • Separate Cars

    Just happens is what I fear most. A couple grown insular,

  • Snow and Minerals

    Rouge. It’s not a rose, it’s rouge.

  • A Brief History

    When I close my eyes I can still hear

  • flail, snap, struggle & These Long Afternoons

    strangle, some eaten out by an infestation