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  • Carbide

    As he approached the river a little Fiat drew off the main road and parked among

  • Photographs, 1949 | Retiree

    In one, they pose, grinning straight at the Kodak,

  • Some Propositions with Children | Changing the Subject

    The child is completely immersed in childhood

  • Three Poems

    His Majesty’s flock of Spanish sheep at Kew is most grievously afflicted...

  • Stonesuck

    It’s of course tempting

  • PHYSICS, ETC.

    Everything and everybody are always doing something.

  • In a Field, at Sunset

    When he asked if I still loved him, I didn’t answer

  • I Dreamed of Obama on the Night of His First Election

    He stirred the coals of my dwindling campfire. We were alone. Blue tendrils of smoke punctuated the Mesozoic haze

  • From Bajo la lluvia ajena (In Foreign Rain) by Juan Gelman, translated by Lisa Rose Bradford

    On the tiers of experience.

  • Potato | The Surface

    I do not want to finish my potato,

  • Relapse

    I loved bar light,

  • Earth, Temple, Gods

    A woman's feet, in lace-up sandals made of stone.