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  • What Santa Asked When Lord Russell Argued that “Santa Claus” was a Definite Description and not a Referring Expression

    I tell my students to heed four things and they will be fine.

  • Three Poems

    came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her

  • Aspect

    The spirit’s simulacra have obtained

  • Invitation

    Go now to the silence. It has longed for you

  • I Can’t Tell If the Light Is Whispering “Loss” in My Ear or Imprinting Darkness on My Body

    At the last house,

  • The Dog Days of August and Elaine’s Story

    What huge effort to move through

  • GHAZAL 4

    How sullen we’ve become in the belly of the empire;

  • Butchering the Ram | James Cameron Descends into Lake Baikal

    And while traveling the transcendental path of non-violence,

  • Ode to Hands translated from Spanish by Mihaela Moscaliuc and Juan Suárez Proaño

    Nothing can hide from hands

  • WHEN EVENING COMES

    Everyone here has so many faces,

  • George Orwell Sucks

    How can a word evocative of so much pleasure,. both adult and infantile, find itself used – by almost everybody – in

  • Hail to Thee,

    I write, my wrist nodding