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  • Why I Haven’t “Outgrown Surrealism,” No Matter What That Moron Reviewer Wrote

    I still love the sound of breaking,

  • Duets

    Telemann at 7:30 on an evening

  • The Shape of Things

    I’ve been reading the science books again

  • The Last Few Feet

    And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile

  • True Bug | I Will Be Good

    I’ve been talking to a bug all winter.

  • Oxalis in the Ingleside & Zucchini in August

    You can find the world’s second largest sundial

  • Velvetleaf

    Tick of sweet clover, swinecress parasite, did you have a music

  • The Barricade

    The barricade measures two meters high and twelve meters wide

  • Ophthalmology

    No me miras, she said, hiding her face,

  • SEND A SEARCH PARTY | FIRST SNOWFALL | A FINAL WALK WITH MY NEPHEW

    My joints are full of dewy lights

  • Post-

    Clenching, unclenching her thin white fingers,

  • SOUL-DARK second version | SLEEP second version

    At the forest’s edge: a dark deer. A hush.