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  • ON SILVER SPOONS

    The Golliwog spoon, we called it, the handle shaped like a head with heavy-lidded eyes and a thick-

  • from In the Fires of Absence

    Beautiful gelid just-

  • Canine Elegy

    All over town, dogs are lying down

  • Alien Valley

    I’m sick of prodding the infinite,

  • Notes on Desire

    Archytas of Tarentum said the most fatal curse

  • Those little plastic number puzzles | Linnaean

    given out at grade school parties:

  • Museling, a Pastoral

    I’m reading a poem by a young woman,

  • A Brief Portfolio

    There is no consensus when Dadaism ended & when Surrealism didn’t.

  • Dolls

    The dolls wait for the children  

  • It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back | Out of the crimson dawn one third the size of an icon’s

    It may well be, behind your back – one need only look back –

  • THE ABDUCTION | INSIGHT | THE FOUNTAIN

    The falcon, which he’s just bought, at his cheek,

  • Plait

    When I first knotted my hair against the coming of winter, I had grown tired of playing jacks and didn’t yet find boys