Poems

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  • Which Makes Me, I Guess, the Muddy Colorado

    What we learn from most pornography is
  • BUSH | SERIAL

    Warms thieves.
  • Vesper

    The sky is blue for reasons other than atmospheric ones.
  • February Elegy with Tulips on a Glass Table

    It’s the yellow dust inside the tulips.
  • Vega

    On my bed in late afternoon I am listening
  • Notes on a 39-Year-Old Body

    Most internal organs jiggle and glow and are rosy
  • Two Stories and a Poem

    Do you have a canned ham?
  • Into the Flame

    And you lay for decades counting sheep
  • CALLING BACK | CHARITY

    My daughter sings in snow falling through the scent of red oak or ash, some of the flakes large enough to contain passages from Emily Dickinson’s letters. 
  • Morning, Redux | Drift Road

    Another morning in the obscure,
  • Bird of Paradise

    The songs of the mariachi in the park
  • A Pittsburgh Bakery in Winter

    Into Prantl’s, on Walnut Street,