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  • Wool Cap

    Flip is coming for dinner, I hear his car driving past the house. 

  • The Path of Non-Attachment

    Andrew totaled my car, leveled the house,

  • The Romantic Poets

    If anybody needs a head

  • Of Shine

    What makes it

  • ON RETREAT | POLAND SPRING MANDARIN ORANGE

    The way you reconstructed the dream was telling –

  • Two Poems

    My old man praised himself for not being

  • The Last Photograph

    a golden shovel on the opening line of Gwendolyn Brooks’ “To Prisoners”

  • Same Screen

    Every summer the students at the Bread Loaf School of English

  • SEND A SEARCH PARTY | FIRST SNOWFALL | A FINAL WALK WITH MY NEPHEW

    My joints are full of dewy lights

  • Vortex Street

    I tied my hands behind me so I won’t hurt you.

  • Sidewinder

    You say I rudely cut her off, that you had to apologize,

  • Portrait of My Father as a Snake

    I was dead. The hospital around me