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  • Shame

    Why did I want a Queen Conch shell

  • Lives of the Postmodern Poets

    You were born too late.

  • Indelible

    Having worn myself out naming Bewick's wren,

  • κάθαρσης

    Dr. Clark ordered daisies

  • FISHERMAN, 50 B.C.

    What else would I do on the river

  • Q&A

    When you take off your mask, what is your true address

  • Lobsters | Turkey Vultures

    In the depths of the sea they will eat the sea and outgrow the world’s largest pot.

  • Three Poems

    All things counter, original, spare strange

  • SOUL-DARK second version | SLEEP second version

    At the forest’s edge: a dark deer. A hush.

  • The Poets

    They are farmers, really--

  • Guitar & Lantern

    The boy with prosthetic limbs is the flame

  • Aspect

    The spirit’s simulacra have obtained