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  • Given Plums

    Early July my sister and I filled two sacks of plums from our orchard. We shook each tree until the ripest orbs fell

  • The Window Light, The Dead Boy Isn’t Dad & The Window Light Again

    Painting around the windowsill

  • A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy

    You fire a fiction deep into my brain

  • Micah

    For a moment I was on trial

  • At the End of the Alphabet

    Books bloated and fanned

  • Car le Vice by Tomaž Šalamun translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry

    Car le Vice, rongeant ma native noblesse

  • Hotline

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

  • From THIS BROKEN SYMMETRY

    Yes, Ravidat, to follow the rabbit down its winding hole

  • Bosnia, Kentucky

    Court documents say her name is Azra Bašic. In 1992, twin knives

  • Soaked, by Marilyn Kallet

    At the friary lunch we chat about End of Days,

  • Pour Ainsi Dire

    Drinking. What is boozing? If not a liquid manner of corresponding, thanks to wine,

  • Bailed Out

    And once we climbed over the wire fence