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  • Triangulated

    Is it the ship that's moving or the sea that's moving, the tide flowing against the ship?

  • Abramovic

    The eyes are the edge of the central nervous system.

  • Two Poems

    Save forever my words for the taste of a smoke and disaster,

  • Holiday Candle

    Thank you for your kind gift

  • Beipei, Low Water, Winter 1985

    Li Ping is peeling

  • Three Poems translated from Chinese by Steven Bradbury

    The ancient Greeks believed that if you took everything

  • Chaja-Lea Returns

    This is where we were

  • from Nothing in the Dark

    My mother would assuage my childhood night-fears by saying There's nothing in the dark that you can't see during

  • How to Topple a Kingdom

    Read overly-detailed novels.  Prefer

  • Toussaint

    The soul, you said, is this sour wind, or this empty glass, the tiny steps of insects, these white iron

  • Hotline

    The calls came in around the clock. A nunnery in Nova Scotia with a broken clavichord.

  • Strange     that Penelope

    does not question or pray in a selfish manner