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Poems

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  • Promiscuous and Thanking My Breasts

    Promiscuous is what my mother

  • Once We Were

    once we were immigrants

  • House of Clouds | Song

    Clouds float over Giudecca  Island,

  • Burial Arrangements

    If I have to be buried at all,

  • December, First Frost

    A small green house sits beside the highway, darkening in maple shade.

  • Code

    At last it's just me and the alphabet.

  • Sprang

    Before tracking pods of killer whales in and out

  • Scales

    I’m off in sixteen different directions

  • Spit

    Some progress is anything but.

  • The Elms | For the Collection

    Workers were cut; had to be done for . . . corporations

  • The Invention of Everyday Life

    A few days later Pierre arrived.

  • Three Dances | Early Warning System

    In North Carolina