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  • Because What Else Could I Do

    I alone in a restaurant

  • It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back | Out of the crimson dawn one third the size of an icon’s

    It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back –

  • ON SILVER SPOONS

    The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-

  • Genesis and The Anonymous City

    God made the world with his mouth.

  • Geology Lessons

    I look back through the window of a Greyhound Bus

  • I’LL CALL YOU THIS AFTERNOON,

    I’ll call you nowhere, now

  • Say You’re Don Giovanni

    Say you’re Don Giovanni Giovanni and you make

  • On the Subject of the Navel

    Very little has been written

  • Elegy for My Grandmother in the Form of a Cactus

    The way each linked lobe of your cactus swallows all

  • Innocence

    The birds she could identify—nuthatch, oriole—

  • Sullen Art

    Someone will write a poem called Charlottesville,

  • Old Man Swimming

    When the Old Man of the Sea shapeshifting on the bottom