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  • From the Republic of Sleep and Mercy | The Island to Remind You of Your Childhood

    All night I dreamt death

  • SHE-POETS CENTO

    Femininity is a sickness.  I open my eyes.

  • Lyre

    Because it hangs from the center of the sky,

  • Notes on a 39-Year-Old Body

    Most internal organs jiggle and glow and are rosy

  • The All-Overs, This is Where God Stays When He’s in Town and Mr. Jackson’s Killer

    I like words like gallimaufry, tawdry, billingsgate—braggadocio! Rodomontade.

  • To Anything at All

    Our father who is neither ours nor a father but farther and nearer,

  • Vaccination, in the Broadest Sense of the Term, Crickets and Lucky Strike Lanes

    Just as the pharmacist drove the vaccine into my arm

  • The Beginner

    Doesn’t have a clue, sips whiskey in a train

  • Until Recently I Had Believed In Something Like Lack | Until Only Last Week I Hadn’t Thought

    Until recently I had believed in something like lack

  • In Waterplace Park on Our 15th Anniversary

    I’m waiting for you on the bank of the river,

  • The Last Few Feet

    And so the thyme fell and spilled a neat pile

  • Raccoon in a Trap

    The kidskin of his clever paws