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  • Small Scenes without Apology

    Remember the daughters.

  • Charlotte

    That was a malaise. We call that malaise.

  • Security: A Q & A

    What was your favorite part-time job? What do you

  • The Village Crow

    The village crow knew everything—

  • (…) | In Your Land

    Let your heart beat like a gnat in an autumn lamp,

  • SEND A SEARCH PARTY | FIRST SNOWFALL | A FINAL WALK WITH MY NEPHEW

    My joints are full of dewy lights

  • Amusements

    These are the long days that fill with night

  • Into the Flame

    And you lay for decades counting sheep

  • Pip

    Withered pip of a boy, now grey and halt

  • The gap between

    the platform &

  • The Podium

    He is bilious, potty-mouthed, at once puffy and rachitic. He sways, eyes red and rheumy as September strawberries.

  • Boothill Graveyard and Boyden Cemetery

    mrs suicide : mrs arsenic : mrs dance hall girls quarreling over a man :  mrs descriptive murder in the streets of tombstone