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  • No Nonsense | The Layout

    Split off for a sec

  • As So Often Happens | Twenty-two Years Later

    As so often happens, in the middle

  • Flour, Eggs, Milk, Baking Powder, Salt and God

    O Best Beloved, tell me, if you know, why—

  • For a Theophoric Figure

    Strange how first things dawn on us

  • Jug

    Colors, we go way back.

  • January in West Texas

    Once, I preferred nights. How they arrived one tied to the next like silk scarves, knots of daylight between them. I

  • Guitar & Lantern

    The boy with prosthetic limbs is the flame

  • Inauguration Day

    Yes, like thousands of joyful poets today

  • Called to Lapse

    And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears

  • Barn Red

    Home alone, I swirl on scarlet lipstick and forget that I did,

  • Football & the English Language

    My first year as high school coach, five points

  • On the Way to the Acupuncturist

    In the wrong lane, the slow one—