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  • BORN ON

    The twelfth of July, like Neruda, wouldn’t

  • Phone Call: Lesson in Style and The Story of Civilization

    “Everything feels all swollen and puffy, like my brain

  • Lion Cub & Whales

    We’d taken to being clever, or is that merely mischievous?

  • Late Elegy for Charlotte

    You were about to sail the Seine.

  • That’s How We Met translated by Chenxin Jiang

    If only I didn’t have to grow up

  • Urban Renewal

    Outside my window, a brutal winter burn has curled

  • Taking It Back

    Two weeks past Epiphany,

  • South Hole

    So worship fire.

  • Three Poems

    I sat in the late day sun

  • Oak | Installation

    I sat at it, a good table—one of a number

  • Two Poems

    I could never say anything about my father

  • At sunset translated from Spanish by Paula J. Lambert

    the dragonfly perches on the river waiting for a breeze