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  • Jukkasjärvi, Sweden | Hämeenkyrö, Finland

    It flew like a little bird

  • A Heresy Sublime

    An artist whom I’ve met is Dürer,

  • CREATION MYTH

    We never expected this. Shapes

  • Fidelity

    Heaven-selvage, twilight eyelet opened

  • HOW IT IS WITH THE MEEK

    They are pulverized into earth

  • Skin and Arioso

    I am sending off my blood for the story of who I am.

  • Regular Arithmetic

    My sister says, all men are insecure,

  • Flight, Ours & A Burn So Bad It Requires Ice

    We’re in bad, we’re in terrible, shape

  • Grade School Cafeteria

    When it has been

  • A Brief Portfolio

    “What is truth?” Pilate asked.  Before Jesus could answer Pilate was on his way out the door.

  • Litterature

    I am pleased

  • Two Poems translated from Romanian by Monica Cure

    In the first three days I heard my mother