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  • OLD LOVE LETTERS

    I too have my stack

  • Anti-Fundamentalist

    I remember that

  • The Unreturning, 2019

    Suddenly cops crushed black citizens, hurled

  • SUNDAY LUNCH AT MOM’S COUSIN DINNIE’S: JUNE 1969 | “ELEGANT,” SHE SAID

    I hadn't yet recovered from a concussive first year teaching ninth-grade English

  • Masque

    Lamplight blue cushions

  • The Big Blow

    After the snow-soused April gale I wandered

  • from Sleeping with Bashō

    Growing out of clouds like a cedar tree—

  • Busy bees | Torture

    I like being around people who believe

  • Not Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening

    Promises to keep, was a lie, he had nothing. Through

  • 3:14 PM

    This blue pen I am holding

  • Ode to Roadside Shrines

    I first see you in Crete, little boxes on four skinny legs,

  • Let Me Hear You

    I am the disappearing point of an inverted pyramid