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  • Fat

    I saw that I was fat and walked and walked toward a desert only to find a case of (not light) beer.

  • First Communion, forty-two and the unnamed

    I shall sit here, on this bench,

  • Eros Caught Napping

    Eros at one time or another in the era before

  • FAMILY BATTLES | WITCH

    My uncle stares at the TV throughout

  • In a Valley & Theorems of Reason

    Hello to the theorems of reason, hidden

  • Cooking in Ashes

    The smile is missing; no joy around the eyes.

  • A SHOUT FROM THE DARK

    If like a Buddhist I accepted the world

  • Breathing Room

    Not every week,

  • A Brief Portfolio

    As the fight went on my father set

  • George Orwell Sucks

    How can a word evocative of so much pleasure,. both adult and infantile, find itself used – by almost everybody – in

  • Licks

    We each were given three licks

  • Two poems by Katja Gorečan (from The Sufferings of Young Hana /Trpljenje mlade Hane) translated from Slovenian by Martha Kosir

    hana likes to sit on the balcony when it rains.