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Poems

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  • Pacemaker

    The heart in vital meter recites.

  • Volumes

    Certain mornings you can catch the sound

  • Apologetics

    A host of angels or a compass of cherubim

  • Soul Mate

    When I was a girl, I had a dirty soul.

  • First Words

    In the marriage booth at sleep-away camp,

  • The Angels’ Share and Poem Without a Title

    Over distilleries’ rooftops, angels tipple

  • Revolver

    His face was a festival.  Inside it,

  • The All-Overs, This is Where God Stays When He’s in Town and Mr. Jackson’s Killer

    I like words like gallimaufry, tawdry, billingsgate—braggadocio! Rodomontade.

  • Untitled

    But here in the city there are signs and crowds in the street

  • Bunch of Asparagus and Asparagus

    Bundle on a wet bed

  • The Book of Before All This

    They're retrieving what's retrievable.

  • Glare

    It just goes so fast,