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  • Ubi Sunt

    In the bottom left corner of Pennsylvania,

  • My Heart in Evening

    In the evening one hears the sharp shrieks of bats.

  • The Poets

    They are farmers, really--

  • Bartosz Konstrat translated from Polish by Dawid Mobolaji

    Suddenly: bam! The little boys rise from their knees, their teeth grow and begin to bite.

  • Happiness on Earth

    Especially if you were waking

  • Dark Enough

    I found her long black coat

  • Almost an Elegy: For Tony Hoagland

    Your poems make me want to write my poems

  • FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.

    What else would I do on the river

  • Godscan

    The sun is the size of a human foot.

  • Leopard Goes Through Hell Villanelle

    When I am sober my brain calls me names. 


  • Is a Rose

    O’Keefe’s opens in the troposphere, blooms like smoke.

  • I hitchhiked through Harrisburg once: night and some light dislocating, | A self beyond herself singed by the stars, fundamentally | Not the violent deaths that follow you around [if you were black] but the slow

    I hitchhiked through Harrisburg once: night and some light dislocating,