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Poems

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  • What If a House Could Draw its Own Blueprints? and The Decision

    The house grows wild, floats

  • Loosestrife

    The cities changed hands. In the course

  • Faust 1972

    This time, Faust was a nursing mother --

  • FOR MATS AND LAILA

    The Date Line lies motionless between Samoa and Tonga, but the Midnight Line glides across the ocean and islands and rooftops of huts.

  • An Invasion

    We waited and waited, or by we

  • Three Poems

    My fingers grow white with winter, blood

  • Dealing with the Forbidden & How It Begins

    I've a talent for throwing things away.

  • DIEU! QU’IL LA FAIT & ON THE RIVERLINE

    Would it be cheating

  • Duet

    Their quest--what does the human body mean?--

  • Me & Whiskey

    Collided hard

  • From Pendant que Perceval tombait, by Tania Langlais, translated from French by Jessica Cuello

    you don’t know how to write with lightness

  • Beards & The Gospel According to Ian Fleming

    During my sleep, the entire world had been taken over by full beards.