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  • Arf

    At the stoplight in Dogleg children swept metal

  • I Dreamed of Obama on the Night of His First Election

    He stirred the coals of my dwindling campfire. We were alone. Blue tendrils of smoke punctuated the Mesozoic haze

  • The Fortieth Day | Pussy Riot/Want/Don’t/Want

    Now she called forth nights of a different kind of brilliance when the moon wrapped every thing with light—

  • Listening to Stone

    The man who carved you vied and gossiped

  • Women and Monday Rondelet

    Without them, one could end up straight

  • Between Poems | It Was | Było

    Here in this moment before the perfect poem

  • Miss Favour, or Dear rsmith@gmail.org

    Hello Dearest, My name is Miss Favour,

  • Coal Bin

    Some witchy and slinky,

  • From Pendant que Perceval tombait, by Tania Langlais, translated from French by Jessica Cuello

    you don’t know how to write with lightness

  • Poem by Zuzanna Ginczanka (1917-1945) translated from Polish by Alex Braslavsky

    There’s now a so-so year for you: 1933—

  • Prizefighting

    $25 Cleaning Fee

  • Wait a Minute, It’s Simple

    As I chewed thoughtful fruit breakfast