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Poems

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  • Light and Dark

    I like that the word light is powerful and yet so gentle, like a good man.

  • No Nonsense | The Layout

    Split off for a sec

  • PULSE

    Showers of snow geese.

  • A Story about the Bees

    I still have the bees

  • “Bird or Old Man” translated from Bulgarian by Holly Karapetkova 

    He arrived with a bag full of fog.

  • November

    Hours ago I was walking with my dog down

  • Gifts | The List

    Books, your books, and blocks

  • Geology Lessons

    I look back through the window of a Greyhound Bus

  • Rabbit

    Regard the luckless cotton-tail,

  • Seven Minutes with Afaa Weaver and Nancy Mitchell

    Were it not for his silver hair

  • Birds There is No Moon

    Birds there is no moon

  • I hitchhiked through Harrisburg once: night and some light dislocating, | A self beyond herself singed by the stars, fundamentally | Not the violent deaths that follow you around [if you were black] but the slow

    I hitchhiked through Harrisburg once: night and some light dislocating,