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Poems

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  • Flowers in a Vase

    The dahlias' unopened buds poke like periscopes above their clownish mass

  • Divorce Party Bonfire

    As in a secret rite

  • Death Machine

    because the dead couldn’t speak

  • So What

    My mind’s a ringing phone

  • SOME FAITH

    God we need rain. And white flowers.

  • The Last Orgasm

    Sometimes I think of the innocent live

  • On Brueghel’s Massacre of the Innocents

    He’s switched the scene from Bethlehem

  • In the Vanguard

    It takes a few notes, a very few notes, to undo the bare bones of a person. Where formerly we were piecework in a

  • Bridge Thrill

    After two days of TV airlifts and wheels-to-the-sky

  • It’s the stage of grief where [I become a transparent eyeball]

    I become a transparent eyeball. I am nothing. I see all.

  • Translated from Spanish by María José Zubieta

    Como el que desvelado

  • My Polish and Another Poem

    When I try to thank it, it shushes me. Then illuminates my way to the Exit.