Poems

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  • The Clacklet

    Buttons taken from a sewing box
  • Why the Sphinx Likes Riddles and Episodic

    What she did,
  • The Way Forward | Fountainebleau

    Swordplay is all
  • The Mystery

    The mystery of our time
  • The Muse Writes Luis Jorge Borges A Letter On His 86th Birthday

    The night has entered your eyes
  • City Harbor

    How often we come to a headland and a city opens,
  • Toussaint

    The soul, you said, is this sour wind, or this empty glass, the tiny steps of insects, these white iron
  • Borges at Dolphin Books: New Orleans, 1982

    He props his cane between Maps & True Crime,
  • Post-

    Clenching, unclenching her thin white fingers,
  • Ars Poetica

    Sometimes I feel
  • Repair

    In this, our chapter on enamelware
  • My Friend, Nice Socks & The Last Dance

    My friend wanted to have breakfast at the local strip club.