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  • Mr. Palomar’s Wave

    A long time ago, I went with my aunt to hear

  • Tolstoi Learned to Ride a Bike at an Age When Most of Us Cash in Chips by Annette Barnes & Stuart Friebert

    There we were, watching the parade, while he climbed up

  • Mouth & Nomadic Reverie

    Molar: a grinding tooth at the back of a mammal’s mouth.

  • Oxygen & Waking to 1939, I Study Those Standing

    I’m sorry my mother got a blood clot in her lung

  • On Clitocybe Nuda | On Oysters

    Peak of autumn’s deepening yellow

  • And Now, As Promised

    How lousy are your prospects when you

  • The Interview

    Where is your wheel? Your bike-body? Sturdy-car-self?

  • SHE-POETS CENTO

    Femininity is a sickness.  I open my eyes.

  • Nice Dark One

    Yours is a noble bio, one note

  • Invitation

    Go now to the silence. It has longed for you

  • Paradise

    Our little vacation town in Spain is packed.  The driving, slow. Things have changed

  • Shin Issues | Flash Flood

    Probably you have shins.