Poems

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  • A MORAL VICTORY IS STILL A DEFEAT

    It was late in the year and late in the day,
  • Book of Dolls

    The psychoanalyst has left the building
  • “Bird or Old Man” translated from Bulgarian by Holly Karapetkova 

    He arrived with a bag full of fog.
  • from Landscapes on a Train

    There once was a church. There once was a steeple. These things fall into
  • CROYLAND ABBEY

    irrigation or exit
  • Fold

    I pet my pet, I fear my fear, I torment my torment, I wear my wear, I tear my tear, I
  • Two Poems

    the way a kitchen’s dirty washcloth
  • Edna St. Vincent, M.F.A.

    Chic and petite, blind to her destiny
  • Perfect Air

    Put book down
  • Sestina

    The time is naturally over. It is another morning. Lie
  • Untitled

    it's harder to be patient when you're helpless
  • Genital Epistemology

    don’t it make you snicker how desire goes