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Poems

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  • small town saxaphone

    men in rain, thin and fine halos of hair,

  • 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

  • Pandemic Fugue

    These are the skies of my childhood

  • Two Poems

    In reading I Decipher These marks

  • Prayer Written on a Wide Veranda on a Comfortable Couch in Sewanee, TN

    If prayer requires an audience that is divine

  • Three Poems

    came, still in her cremation box, when we threw her

  • It was never he, | One might say I’ve fulfilled the miserable obligation of constructing myself.

    It was never he,

  • A Lean-to at the End of the Galaxy

    You fire a fiction deep into my brain

  • His Side

    Easy now to stand on a bluff and see

  • Of Course

    If I wake at 3, ephemerality

  • Vortex Street

    I tied my hands behind me so I won’t hurt you.

  • A Brief Portfolio

    Not built to just do it