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Poems

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  • Last Day in Coldwater

    Our phone died due to lack

  • Lightning Streak of White

    Black streets, black sky with orchid clouds.

  • Moss City

    City down to the last nuance is moss,

  • The Morgue is Closed & Pélican Dans Sa Píeté

    Any décor depresses when it shows

  • April

    I think I will accept my life, the moment

  • The Garden

    It just came at you. You were in it almost

  • Aperol-Spritz | Padua

    Across the river from the Grossmünster

  • To Manuel Bandeira | To Hilda Hilst | To Adélia Prado

    The girls are still   a d o r a b l e

  • Mr. Blake’s Skin Don’t Dirt

    Because the vanishing point hovers

  • Elegy for a Landscaper

    The holes we find scraped out at the edge

  • I Was Reading the Sunlight, I Was Planting the Words on this Page

    I know why Cicero says

  • Enchanted Egg #2

    When you look inside through the tiny porthole the lake looks back without blinking.