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  • Unexceptional

    Except we were in love, or so it seemed.

  • from “From Nothing”

    One note, another, in the parlor’s angled light,

  • Ghazal, After Ferguson

    Somebody go & ask Biggie to orate

  • Charlotte

    That was a malaise. We call that malaise.

  • Before | Ode to Late Autumn, Auvillar

    The American poet died of head trauma

  • A Provisional Topography | One of the Many Stories of Sounds | Sooner or Later

    On the Weichsel River, before the war. You see

  • Language Is a Form of Walking, Even at Age of 87 and Three, in One Story

    At 30, she learns to rewrite herself in a phonetic language,

  • Museling, a Pastoral

    I’m reading a poem by a young woman,

  • The Cricket

    You too have risen at midnight

  • Anti-Gravity Time Machine

    From the front stoop it’s the 21st century;

  • THE BEAR IN THE WHEELCHAIR

    The bedside window is cracked a little, for fresh air presumably, and a lopsided venetian blind bangs softly in a

  • First Wedding

    It was one of those days when not even the bland sun