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  • Remote Stars

    Look up. There’s Bill,

  • Oak Leaves as Young Musicians and Longing

    Frosted-glass window lit orange.

  • In the Vestibule

    The in-between is queasy

  • Enchanted Egg #2

    When you look inside through the tiny porthole the lake looks back without blinking.

  • Poem to Circe IV

    Ancient bronzes, we reached the sea.

  • In which I am confronted by a superhero

    I’m hitting fast forward to skip the gruesome bits of an Icelandic mystery

  • Wuhan

    Utopia, or dystopia,

  • Rondeau and Song

    She would have yawned to see a Pharaoh’s fall,

  • Survival Rate | 1st Love

    When at customs I don’t declare

  • Judith Beheading Holofernes

    No one ever read the Book of Judith to a slave—

  • Bodies on the Margins

    The artist understands blood; or rather

  • The Fortieth Day | Pussy Riot/Want/Don’t/Want

    Now she called forth nights of a different kind of brilliance when the moon wrapped every thing with light—