Poems

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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