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  • Waiting for Someone

    Dark gray suit, dark green tie, dark

  • Zone 

    This ancient world finally leaves you weary

  • Painting

    all things look as if

  • A Provisional Topography | One of the Many Stories of Sounds | Sooner or Later

    On the Weichsel River, before the war. You see

  • Car le Vice by Tomaž Šalamun translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry

    Car le Vice, rongeant ma native noblesse

  • Oak | Installation

    I sat at it, a good table—one of a number

  • Three Orgasm Poems

    She thinks success would be her best revenge. It’s not enough for her now, merely to be alive. Or to feel bliss in brief

  • BUD

    Five years of nothing. Then, one night she calls

  • DERRIÈRE LE MUR ANTI-BRUIT/PROMENADES EN ÎLE-DE-FRANCE by Chantal Bizzini translated by J. Bradford Anderson

    Pourquoi le rez-de-chaussée

  • Derealization

    I left my body in Barnes & Noble

  • Given Plums

    Early July my sister and I filled two sacks of plums from our orchard. We shook each tree until the ripest orbs fell

  • The Old Thoughts

    Immersed, called forth—