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Poems

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  • Birds There is No Moon

    Birds there is no moon

  • Paper

    Damned if I’ll be the woman who collects mass produced throw pillows counts her

  • Trespass and Dante Confidential

    That is not your poem to write, she says.

  • She Leans

    A house: scoured and scarred by wind, its unpainted

  • Burning Leaves

    Leaf-fires smell like

  • At Arlington and Boys

    After the gunfire, the tact of “Taps.”

  • Two poems by Muyaka bin Haji, (1776—1840)

    When she lays eggs, they’re not nurtured even if brooding them succeeds.

  • Poet at the Mall & Neuromythology

    Because language begins in body

  • Lost Tails, City of Money and Counting the Money

    One day our tails fell off and lay at our feet like giant dead caterpillars.

  • naked dreaming

    an artist friend once told me

  • Moment of Truth

    A matador imagines he has

  • Molt & Clean Water Act

    Neither here nor there, you don’t fit.