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  • Mr. Blake’s Skin Don’t Dirt

    Because the vanishing point hovers

  • Leaving the Big City

    So afterward I sat by the bosphorus blue water and many dazzling

  • The Poet in a Streetcar & The Sunflower of Rio de Onor

    Suddenly with another year fallen away

  • Five Poems

    His Dublin sister, two sons,

  • Three Poems and a Translation

    In life I was chasing a deer. In sleep the deer

  • Chekhov’s Gun

    Atonement means nothing to a cook

  • Into the Flame

    And you lay for decades counting sheep

  • A Habitation of Jackals, a Court for Ostriches

    Very dark now I put a seed in my mouth but its texture and taste

  • Embroidered Eyebrows of Eve

    Eve as reflection, Eve

  • We Lay Our Fear in a Wicker Basket

    Too drunk, walking around

  • Wozzeck | Casualty

    Even the toneless whisper finds its cradle, its home,

  • Shin Issues | Flash Flood

    Probably you have shins.