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  • Excerpts from Little Goldie in America

    One more day, one more hour, play the good pig.

  • City That Cultivated Our Voice

    Back then, everything was only starting,

  • from Canisy

    Whenever we lined up to march into class, the assistant at my grandfather’s school always had us sing the kind of

  • flail, snap, struggle & These Long Afternoons

    strangle, some eaten out by an infestation

  • A Brief Portfolio

    He’s nowhere now.

  • The Russian Senior Building. Newark, NJ | Mercury

    Those who are younger-younger play their bingo,

  • Rue Delambre

    As soon as the plane takes off the city

  • Birds in the Night

    The French government, or was it the English government,

  • Visiting Gertrude Stein in Père-Lachaise

    Her stone is not the largest.

  • Lament Sunburns

    The worst I got on a tar roof, mid-July with a bottle

  • Ars Poetica, with Cow

    She went back to look at the beast, which lay immobile except for one eye watching the girl who stood helpless beside

  • Three Poems

    All things counter, original, spare strange