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  • Confusing Myself with the Whippoorwill

    Today, I was a madness of regrettable actions. At the convenience store, I eyed the cashiers warily as they slouched in

  • Survival Rate | 1st Love

    When at customs I don’t declare

  • Alex Averbuch translated from the Ukrainian by Oksana Maksymchuk and Max Rosochinsky

    everything happened as in the early days of creation

  • Joy

    Even when the gods have driven you

  • Kyoto, Without Me

    chills and goes dark.  At this very instant

  • Kneeling in a Pile of Leaves

    Kneeling in a pile of leaves

  • CONCRETE

    Entry was easy

  • The Wayfarer

    When the wings of the triptych are open as

  • A Brief Portfolio of Six Poems

    told us Hollywood was a verb on the painted stretcher &    fretting,

  • The Shell

    When I picked it up from the sand

  • The Night Was Born

    This night was born in an old and dust-filled pantry, and yesterday’s – in the

  • Spell

    Unlikely find in a thrift store’s back bin: