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  • Revolver

    His face was a festival.  Inside it,

  • IS LIGHT ENOUGH ?

    Who’s there? I can’t seem to make out anything or anyone. Is

  • The Easy Way to Stop Drinking

    We are as flies in a pitcher plant,

  • Before Summer Rain

    Then, out of the green of the grove,

  • DERRIÈRE LE MUR ANTI-BRUIT/PROMENADES EN ÎLE-DE-FRANCE by Chantal Bizzini translated by J. Bradford Anderson

    Pourquoi le rez-de-chaussée

  • Market Day

    Python belt on my jeans.

  • Invocation

    I would like beamed to me from the Muse's tower high atop Parnassus

  • Woo | Red Rover

    O life little life little sawdust fleck I thought we’d go on riding hip-to-hip

  • Because What Else Could I Do

    I alone in a restaurant

  • Post Mortem

    You might not see the bodies in the famous photo

  • Silent Night & Pleasure

    If you dare to let yourself out

  • Sounds Like Love

    A spacial infirmity