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  • Four Poems

    One was dicing an onion,

  • The Just Measure and Eels

    I stay here on the balcony after the rain, peering at the sky of a rocky landscape,

  • THINNING THE SPRUCES

    I’ve become ruthless with the spruces

  • My Surly Heart

    You don’t know what lives

  • Sestina for an Idiom

    I was fifteen and all fights with my father ended

  • Early Elegy: Telephone Booth | Early Elegy: Cursive

    Its remains: a plexiglass crypt robbed

  • Plait

    When I first knotted my hair against the coming of winter, I had grown tired of playing jacks and didn’t yet find boys

  • Elevator Boy

    All night I lifted them through seven stories

  • World on a String, 2012

    Thunder, and my cats, pure products of America,

  • Elements and A Streetcar Named Panera

    An abandoned father heals,

  • Untitled |Untitled

    Day as in backwards

  • Observatory at the Prison

    The day is warm, so we take chips and pop from the visitation-room vending machines to a