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  • Vermeer in Greenlandic Norse

    We were stopped in the gallery’s cool

  • To Fire

    In my backyard, huddled over my magnifying

  • When We Make Lifelines, the Universe Breathes a Little Easier

    When night becomes heavy, I break a hole

  • ON EMPATHY

    Wary of the verb  “empathize”—together with its noun “empathy” and adjective

  • Snake Church and Patience, with Bees

    I’m Reverend Brody Coots

  • In the Vanguard

    It takes a few notes, a very few notes, to undo the bare bones of a person. Where formerly we were piecework in a

  • Morning, Redux | Drift Road

    Another morning in the obscure,

  • Seven Minutes with Afaa Weaver and Nancy Mitchell

    Were it not for his silver hair

  • Tool & Shade

    A brush of two minds still

  • Music Class | Hymnals and Revivals

    Kids learned to play

  • No Heaven for the King

    Always in the faintest glow of pleasure, and always

  • At the End of the Alphabet

    Books bloated and fanned