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  • A God | A Poet | “Facesti come quei che va di notte…” | The Mocking of Ceres

    Here lies a god who was obtuse, just like us.

  • Tool & Die

    In the final unburdening, massive crates are moved

  • Value and Reverie

    The dog dreams on the rug

  • What is Love in Tennis, and What is Love | Nude from Here to Eternity

    If there’s personality in how you jump, then I wonder about

  • Three Poems

    My fingers grow white with winter, blood

  • Fatherless Daughters

    In Springtime, abandoned daughters burst like myopic butterflies with binoculars

  • Childhood

    A bead of moisture swelling from black metal,

  • The Myth of the Eternal Return

    The river sinks beneath our love

  • On Sadness | On Beauty

    I noticed something strange and beautiful about the word “sad.”

  • A Heresy Sublime

    An artist whom I’ve met is Dürer,

  • What if Cat Stevens was a dog person? | Thus, always to tryrants | The Seamstress

    Someone offered me an olive branch

  • Ars Poetica

    The dark night caught Jerome by surprise