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  • To Be That Boy, to Be That Horse

    I’ve watched a shy horse

  • Evening

    The blue chair on the terrace, coffee, evening,

  • The Gifts

    The closet where the black sweaters hang. Where the game of backgammon is played

  • Ayotzinapa

    We bite the shadow

  • A Snow Woman

    A window on a side yard in winter.

  • Winter Morning and Ceci n’est pas un pot

    I can easily imagine someone always doubting before he opened his front door whether

  • THE OMEN IN WOMEN

    It is only playing Words With Friend

  • Want

    How do I want you? Let me count the ways.

  • Like Warm Ice Cubes

    A father is like warm

  • From AfterTalk

    Dumuzi spoke: “My sister, I would go with you to my garden

  • Archaic Rayon Kamehameha

    Blue eyes like dusty Santa Rosa plums,

  • Say You’re Don Giovanni

    Say you’re Don Giovanni Giovanni and you make