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  • JOURNAL, OR STORY WITHOUT WORDS

    And I follow the hand copying what it had written years ago

  • Venice is Sinking | Window Shopping

    Venice is sinking, Signora. Look –

  • Indian River at Dusk

    The first and only time I caught a sheephead

  • A Brief Portfolio

    I don’t know what the crows were arguing over

  • Separation

    Slumbering suburbs, calm depths of summer.

  • Building the Boat, Trèboul (1930)

    Half-way, the basket nature of the ship

  • Why I Haven’t “Outgrown Surrealism,” No Matter What That Moron Reviewer Wrote

    I still love the sound of breaking,

  • Of The Heart, A Hymn & Interracial love affair ended by lynching of a man & let there be a song for zero

    Your name is ash

  • HER MOUTH

    Near the end, her mouth was pinned down

  • The Suicide’s Wife

    inhabits an invisible island

  • My Fifth Tattoo at the Darkstar Ink Parlor

    It takes a long time to get a tattoo

  • I’ve Lived Long with the Dead | The Word Stays Here

    I’ve lived long with the dead. I know their